I felt his hand come up on the right side of my face, sliding gently across my cheek to the top of his head were his fingers dug into my hair, taking ...y breath away for a moment. His other hand slid up along my arm that was supporting me, sliding up over my shoulder and playing across my back, pulling me into him.While we kissed, saliva playing across our lips and tongues, I felt Anton slide a hand up my leg, caressing and cupping my ass as he did, sliding my dress up till I could feel the air. Mandy’ gone to some sort of concert with him this weekend up-country, and won’t be back until early Monday morning, apparently.’ ‘Fair enough’, I replied. Karen handed me a hand-drawn map, check it out with the local map and find it is a good 2 hour drive up by the beach. We set off, Karen taking an interest in the new scenery and chatting away as each new curve in the road revealed something new to her. We arrived on the top of a hill and stopped. Finding the gravel road down to the. The first two would be the big ones to get, and hopefully keep me in the competition.The first port of call for me was the post office. The old woman behind the counter asked if she could help me and I asked her where the memorial to Timmy Williams was. She looked at me blankly and so I bought a packet of Fruit Gums from her little display for 45p and crossed that off my list.The tiny village shop was next to the post office, but was obvious that they did not stock either condoms, clothing or. Of course, I still had my L-gun pistol. As expected, the two mules were dead with nothing remaining but a few cracked bones.Before we did anything else, I demonstrated the new rifle to Jake. He was good with a rifle, and when I asked why he explained that he was normally a professional meat hunter. He had concentrated on deer and elk and the rare buffalo. If he couldn’t find anything else, he would take antelope, but he normally did not bother because of the low price antelope meat brought.Jake.