The thickest trees survived the impacts, and the smaller shattered, showering the flattening land with twigs, leaves, and chaos.Eric’s dream body wa... big, for a canine, but still only a wolf. One-forty, maybe one-fifty pounds. This thing chasing him was at least twenty times that much. It reached out with one of its four arms, and slashed out, claws slicing through the wood and sending more trees toppling. All this little dog could do was run and hide, scampering underneath fallen trees that. Peter quickened his pace, afraid that he could lose her. As he turned the corner, he saw her standing motionless, her dazzling blue eyes pinning him. “I don’t really like you much, but I think you deserve a treat,” she said, and awarded him with a wide smile. Mischievous glint flashed in her eyes. For a second, Peter had the strange feeling that he had seen her before. She came closer and took his hand. The jumbled thoughts that were chasing each other through Peter’s brain miraculously. They each went off in opposite directions. Pam was interested in both activities. While her Master had often tied her up, it was mostly just to restrain her; Shibari was an art form.She had never really tried fire play but was curious about it. Both events were being held at the same time right near the outdoor suspension cage. Suspending someone using Shibari techniques was time-consuming, so she could easily watch and listen to the fire play narration while keeping an eye on the progress of. Her: accha sahab.Me: tum mujhe sahab mat bola karo, bohot ajeeb lagta hai, tum mere yahan thodi na kaam karti ho.Her: aise thodi na hota hai sahab, aap sahab ke dost hain, to sahab hi hue na.Me: nai aisa kuch nai hai, mujhe apna bhi dost hi samjho. Mera naam vivek hai naam se hi bulao mujhe please.Her: thik hai sahab, mera matlab vivek ji, jaisa aap bolo.Me: aur batao tumhare ghar pe kaun kaun hai.Her: main hoon aur ek beta hai mera 10 saal ka, panchvi me hai.Me: aur tumhara pati?Her: wo to 4.