He couldn’t initiate a conversation with her, he could only speak in response to her questions. Also, for a woman to divorce her husband all she had...to do was throw his clothes out the door, but for a man to divorce his wife he had to leave the area and find another tribal unit that would accept him. This was dramatically opposed to Robert’s ‘wife is slave’ attitude.She checked the acorns in the oven and turned them carefully. She wanted them to dry, but she wasn’t trying to roast them, not. I heard her shouts and gasps, and her breathing and panting as she begged for more, still rang in my ears. Her yelling for him to do her harder, and the jarring words coming out of her mouth as he banged her harder. For whatever reason, it brought a smile to my face and a rise in my penis.I thought over how she had done all the planning for the evening, and how much she seemed to enjoy that planning. After we'd made love last night I asked her about her change of views on my dressing, and she. The duck waddled back off down the trail dazed and Wetzel and I laughed until we couldn’t hardly stand-----when we finally stopped, I had my arm around Wetzel and was holding him close. We gazed longingly, into each others eyes-----we kissed softly and ravenously. I took him by the hand and led him into the tent. When we were inside I zipped the flaps shut then turned to Wetzel who was about to fall down from all the beers we drank----damned he was cute! I put my arm around his waist, kissed. And without any hurry.We relaxed and then had cup of coffee and then time just passed of a one hour past. We were just close to each other and talking about present and future.She suddenly started getting naughty and then threw water on me and started to run out of my arms.. And she escaped. I ran after her. But she closed the bedroom door.Now i was also charged and ready to get naughty then i said that i am leaving as she was not opening the door and .She just tried to peep throw the door and.