Later he would wonder why he hadn’t grabbed the AR15. But the bow was habit, pure habit. He felt more comfortable with the bow. He knew he could hit...a target, with the bow. He’d never even fired the AR, and he wasn’t familiar with it. Plus, the bow was silent.He ran again, he ran like his life depended on it. It did. He could hear the man crashing through the underbrush behind him, cussing loudly. The stupid fuck, Clipper thought, he should have a least fired off a few shots to let the people. She is in training so I allow it. He whimpers and ask who elseis in the room. I warn him he must hold very still as I have an amateur assisting me. He moansand asks if that is wise. My reply is that she is young and inexperienced and needs thepractice....but he is in good hands. Scott feels a slender hand caress the throbbing bulge he triesto hide. He pulls back and explains that he just came here to deliver pizza and did not know allthis was going to happen. A wicked smile ripples. “ Hi Jay, I’m glad you could make it tonight. So you tell me you’ve never had a Tantric massage before?” “That’s right,” I replied. “I’m somewhat leary of massages in general, but I’m sure you can make me into a believer.” Kandy stood about 5’3” with long, straight black hair. By the look of her face she seemed to be around 45 years old. She was fair-skinned with a very sensual red lipstick. Her body was not of the caliber I usually find on the Internet, but I realized that sometimes it’s not. ” Janice replied. “Oh is that what you do late at night then?” Sandra asked. “Only if I’m real bored, usually I just listen to music” Janice replied. “Oh that I know they might as well surgically implant that I-pod of yours to your ears permanently” Sandra said jokingly. “So are we still doing this?” Janice asked. “By all means unless you are giving up, are you?” Sandra asked smiling confidently. “No way! Let’s get it on!” Janice said as she sat on the floor spreading her legs wating for her.