Diving to the bottom of the creek, he looked alongits bed, his eyes still bright from the moonlight, at his rock garden.After careful deliberation, he...picked a round stone, barely larger than ahen's egg, and swam to the surface. With better light Gronk examined thestone before holding it up to a batwing-like ear, listening to it.Hearing the stone give off a faint murmur, similar to the water passingunder his bridge, Gronk decided it had cured long enough. Satisfied, hetook a bite out of the. A quick knock on the door told me her punctuality had not improved in the last three days. Sighing in relief, I let myself in, only to be greeted by an overzealous (and starving) Doberman. I bypassed the customary Hey bud! and the hello petting and rushed into the kitchen. Moments later, I was dumping an entire bag of dog food into the canines bowl. I barely had time to take a step back that he dove in head first. A relieved sigh escaped me as I rest my back against the wall and let myself. “I got it a few months after you left. Besides Melody and the tattoo guy you are the only person to ever see it.”Freya blushed. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to pry.”“Don’t be silly. I trust you. You can always ask me anything. If I weren’t willing for you to see it, I’d have a shirt on.”“What’s it mean?”“I had an experience. I met Bear and this,” He tapped the tattoo, “means we walk together.”Freya arched an eyebrow.“Remember, I told you my friend Brian was helping me after Deirdra left.”“The one. He was thickly endowed too...like father like son. We played and wrestled in Jared's room before we were summoned by uncle Mike to come into his bedroom and climb into bed. As we laid in bed with both of our small heads engulfed under both of uncle Mike's huge hairy armpits and huge pecs, watching tv and reminiscing about the day I felt his massive hand palm spank and grip my ass. I winced and moaned from the pleasure of the sting (forgetting my cousin was on the other side) but when I lifted.