It don't matter how early you get up in the morning, if it's going to be a bad day it's going to be a bad day. The riders were fairly dark skinned and...had long black hair. They were naked or damned nearly so and they didn't have proper saddles or bridles on their mounts, just a sort of pad to sit on and some twine or leather tied around the horses heads.That wouldn't have been so bad but as they got closer I could tell that they had what surely looked like a couple of scalps hanging from thongs. Now her genitals were completely exposed to us. She was so close to us that I could almost smell her vagina. Her vagina was quite a sight to watch. Folds of skin were closed together and to me, it looked like a fresh flower ready to open in full bloom to display its glory. “Go on. Touch it”, auntie encouraged me. I looked at Renu and she smiled at me invitingly. I placed the palm of my one hand on top her pussy. It felt so soft against my palm. Auntie had started to massage my bare feet with. Alice had been Craig's only girlfriend that had lasted longer than twoweeks and that was mainly because she had gone on holiday to Spainbetween their first and second dates. It was only after the second datewhen they had ended up in bed that it all had gone to pot. Craig was nota tall man and that meant that he was not big downstairs either. The lookof disappointment on Alice's face should have given him a clue that allwas not well, and when she yawned half way through his big performance. Fortunately, through the trial and error of many men beofre us, history has taught some the way to mend our bodies should we suffer injury, or how to deal with an unueasy psychological situation.Michael, on the other hand, was unique. A single entity. There are no more like him which he can draw on past and present experiences. He was alone in having to try to figure some things out for himself.Fortunately for him, though, he was created by man, in man's image. Unlike God, or another supreme.