She hugged her mother, and then said, "I need to get going." If the menfolk aren't already headed this way, yell at them when you go past the barn." I...will," Danica said as she left the room and headed for the front door.Her father, brother, and the farmhands were already on the way toward the house when she left, so Danica simply offered them a wave and continued on her way. A blast of autumn air made one decision easy for her. She shivered and pulled up her hood, her steps quickening toward. Her blonde hair was loosely scattered around her neck and shoulder. She had worn a light makeup, and her beautiful face was glowing.I looked at her admiring her perfect body on display through the confine of her dress. I didn’t hide my lustful gaze from her protruding swell of breasts and the small mound between the joints of her thighs. My eyes were drawn to her crotch, where I could almost see her mound pressing against the material. Mom noticed my attention, and she blushed slightly, but. "Bah. I need your hat again." I just dried it," Melissa said."Gotta make more salt. Thieving monsters." She fed one of the fish to awaiting tugatong. It dropped the hot fish in the snow. Then it picked itup again and scampered off."Too many legs," Jas said.They ate fish and roots and the inner bark of a pine tree. Jas flavoredit with sagebrush and lake salt. She made pine needle tea in the bottomof her quiver, filling it partway with creek water and minced pineneedles. She dropped hot rocks. Peter came over Friday and stayed the weekend, sleeping on the living room couch, though he didn’t get much sleep. Once the children had gone to sleep, Lauren had snuck back downstairs, to cuddle with him on the couch and make love repeatedly on the floor before the fireplace.If Lauren looked tired, nobody commented on it, though Heather had snickered once in the kitchen and asked if Lauren had heard the wind the previous night.“The wind?” asked Lauren, confused.“Oh yeah, it was moaning.