Long distance relationships never work. I glanced up at him as I thought he was watching TV from the other room, but I noticed he was watching me inst...ad as I prepared supper. He still was a handsome man. He was broad shouldered and blond. He had dark blue eyes. He had always been the love in my life. He decided to get up and ask me if I needed any help.When he stood behind me, he caught the scent of my perfume. The scent of me was all it took.I felt him behind me but didn't turn or say. Then, still holding his knife arm, I levered it forcing him to either drop the knife or I would break that arm. He dropped the knife, but I kept the hold on him, only releasing it, and him, when a visibly angry Red Cloud shouted, ‘ENOUGH!’ Speaking directly to the brave, he demanded, ‘Why you dishonor my camp this way?’ ‘Little Doe belong to me. Want her for my wife.’ ‘Little Doe don’t want to marry you. She tell you no many times. ‘Little Doe and Running Deer belong to Dirty Hand. Him. He usually is hard in the morning when he wakes up. Tom likes to touch his dick in the morning because he knows he is alone and can do whatever he wants. This morning is no exception.Warm sunrays are gently touching his face as he wakes up. He smiles as he perfectly well knows which day it is. He throws the bedcover off the bed and there it is ... his 10 cm hard on is already tenting his pajamas and boxers, giving Tom no other option but to pull them down just bellow his small hairless balls. Violet stood there, waiting, hoping Crystal would realize she was there. After a very long few minutes, she decided that was not to going to be the case. Violet knelt down now so that she was at eye level with Crystal. Still nothing, so Violet hesitantly reached out a hand touching Crystal’s shoulder, softly. This got a response; shuddering and an instinctive flinch away. "It’s okay, Crys. It’s me Violet." Crystal's head rose slowly and turned towards her; she was expressionless, bar two wide.