"I want you," Laura panted, eyes glazed, totally consumed by her sexual hunger."You are ruining my expensive suit, girl. Have some manners, okay. I'm ...oing to show you my tattoo now." Her eyes twinkled with droll mischief. "After you see it, you'll be wanting to fuck me from here to the moon and back." I already do," Laura confessed.Randi crooked one long black forefinger and beckoned Laura toward the bedroom, backing out the bathroom door, leading Laura down the hall. God, I would do anything. Were these from my wife one asked. We made love whenever we could and she always reached orgasm with the aid of my fingers and tongue before we moved on to other things. She was very attentive to my needs ensuring I also came each time we met. We had made love more times in our first couple of months than my wife and I in the last five years. I remember thinking that I was falling in love with this woman and started weighing things up in my mind. I loved my wife and was content in many ways. Putting the cake and wine in her satchel (red, of course), she added her new high heeled red sandals, slipped into her trainers, and last but by no means least, plaited her hair into two thick braids on either side of her head going down to her shoulders, and put on her red cap. The Grandmother lived out in the wood, four miles from the village, and just as Little Red-Cap entered the wood, a big, swarthy man, with long, dirty fingernails, dark sideburns that accentuated his unusually large ears. " "Work?!!?" The shower was a unique experience. Nothing like bathing under thecrystal falls. The water could be made to be hot or cold, and Celineseemed only able to make it too much of one or the other. Finallysettling on too cold as the lesser of two evils she swabbed her bodywith soap and rinsed off. She couldn't believe the hair this body had.It seemed to be hairy like one of the ape people. But beneath the hairwere hard rippling muscles. Surely this man was a warrior of.