Short, barely more than waist high on me, their furred faces featured odd, hard-plated mouth and jaw segments that managed to just barely avoid lookin... like a bill or beak. They seemed to have little in the way of necks, with their heads nestled into rounded shoulders amidst a thick ruff of fur or feathers, I wasn't sure which. All this I saw as bits and pieces only, as the Tibu wore thin lizard skin leathers over most parts of their bodies.The two Tibu who met us rode beasts they called Rul —. What did you want?" Her eyes were bold as she met his. "I wanted you to take me into the bathroom, shove me against the dirty wall written with dirty things. I wanted you to pull my panties to the side and shove your fingers inside me. I wanted your wedding ring pressed against my clit as I came. I want your wedding ring against the pulse of my neck as you fucked me. I want your wedding ring in my mouth when you shove your fingers in there to shut me up as I came.”"Jesus Christ," he moaned as. After a while, I put the book down and picked up my phone. I hadn't heard from Dave in the last day or so. Was he so busy he couldn't return my calls? I checked the clock and figured it was mid-afternoon in Germany. I decided to wait and call him later. I picked up my book again.I opened my eyes as I heard a noise. I must have drifted off while reading; almost two hours had passed. I turned off the lamp, forgetting about calling Dave. I heard the noise again. I looked up and saw Bill; he closed. After about half an hour driving through country lanes, we entered a wooded area and turned off onto a farm track. Over a hill and the land opened up and we could see the lights of the farm at the bottom of the little valley. All very private and rural for a city girl like me.“Leave the bags in the car we will collect them when we go to the cottage. Come in and see Dad and Clare. Chances are that the girls will be up at the house as well.”The farmhouse was a substantial building I later found.