.. she willed that thought away, and, after a moment's hesitation, walked quickly into the shop before she could change her mind.Taking care not to to...ch her, the old man gestured to a small table with two chairs in the corner of the shop. [Dana could not have sworn to its existence a few minutes earlier.] On the table was a kettle and a cup of tea with wispy curls of steam rising from its rim. Dana sat down in the chair and reached for the cup."Don't drink from that cup quite yet, my dear,". Practical, self-assured, gorgeous.Carmine stopped in the middle of the clearing, and waited. She knew he would appear soon, and she wasn't disappointed. Mind you, he didn't look nearly so big as he had when she was a small girl, and with the knowledge she had, he wasn't scary either. Just another wolf, no problem for this girl."Ah, young lady. Lost, are you," he started, impertinent as always."Wolf, I know where I am, and where I'm going. You can't fool me that easily." It's not my intent to. I have no idea where we are going. Seems you planned a private party for us in a secluded clearing along the river. I can hear water and people in hushed voices but I don't know the voices. You come to my side and open the door for me but as I step out, someone grabs me and throws me over their shoulder and I started getting nervous. Who is this guy and where is my man! I say nothing. I am slowly lowered to the ground onto what feels like a wool blanket but it's hard under it so I am really. I realized that I was becoming addicted to sex with James and wanted more. I also realized it could be dangerous as he might become more demanding of my time and mouth. I cared deeply about my wife, however cock calls, his cock. I couldn't help myself. Sex with James was all about him. I was fully dressed each of the three times I had gone down on him. He had not touched me other than to grab my head or a few light caresses of my hair. Saturday came and I lucked out. My wife said she had plans.