”I said, “Yes, ma’am” and walked away, noting that Sandy’s eyes were REALLY wide. Hmm, that’s not good -- she suspects. And unrelated, who...the-hell has a fourteen year old daughter who talks about “hysteresis losses”? I’m pretty sure I’m about to lose my mind, if I haven’t already.Finally, showered and shaved, clean clothes, beer finished, I’m starting to unwind a bit. Walking back to the kitchen, Deena was placing the second casserole dish on the table, Sandy was laying out the dinnerware and. Then I felt like I was being watch, and for some time I just let it as I tried to guess where it was. Finally, I couldn't take it and called to Del who was hunting. "Del, would you come back and fly over the cave and field area. I think there's a Wyrm here but who ever it is, it's hiding very well and I can't see them, though I can smell them." Of course, I'll be there soon."He broke the contact with me as he flew home. I continued to work as I waited for Del. During the wait I could tell the. Now, he sharpened it on a stone.Or tried to. It had been years, not since Boy Scouts, since he had tried to do anything like this. Back then he had sharpened his jackknife, dulled after whittling. Now he was trying to bring an edge back to a tool important to their survival. It had become clear, by the third fish, that while he was indeed rusty, the blade was causing most of his problems. He needed it sharp. Not just for cleaner cuts. Dull blades catch, slip. Tom did NOT want to slice himself. Moving her head back up along its length, she pressed down again, burying him in her throat. His hips began thrusting up at her rhythmically as her sweet mouth moved over his hard member, tongue rubbing against him as she moved. Their little clearing was filled with sucking noises and Al’s ecstatic groans as he filled her mouth and throat over and over again. Gwendolyn’s heart swelled with gladness that she was pleasing her love, she could feel him growing longer and thicker in her mouth. It.