Near the hilltop, I turned off into the woods, dismounted and walked my lame horse down the hill and across a small stream and then back up to a hunti...g cave George and I had found long before. She dismounted, and we stripped the horses of their saddle bags, slapped their rumps to get them going down hill, and hurried into the black entrance.The cave's mouth was very narrow and twisting, but it opened within a yard or two to a oval room perhaps ten feet across and four to five feet high. The. Ellen laughed and so completely unaware of the subtle barb he’d shot at her. Mark shook his head in thinly veiled contempt, watching her slave over the stove as wisps of smoke from the burning eggs were sucked into the ventilation hood. The sound of the air vent running was almost as grating as her voice, and Mark wondered what he had ever seen in her to begin with. ‘She was a great fuck,’ Mark reminded himself, ‘And she had the right attitude.’ ‘Fuck it,’ that inner voice insisted again, ‘Fuck. “Have your shower first, you will feel better, and when you are done I will help you clean up your toys.” It’s all the encouraging I need so I grab my bag with clean cloths in it which I had brought to change into for supper and head for the stairs. “Use my shower,” you call, “the main bath only has a tub.” Chapter 2 Up the stairs and down the hall I move to your bedroom door. This is a place I never dreamed I would ever see. A place where dreams and fantasies have carried me many times. As I. It made her feel naked. Then he took her hand and brushed its back with his lips. A shudder ran down her spine. After he returned her hand she fought the impulse to rub it clean. Her lips searched desperately for a smile."Good evening, Mrs. Austin," he said. "How nice of you to dine with me tonight." She didn't know what to say; she knew she blushed. Her eyes stayed down. He chuckled before walking to his place. She got seated again, finding her napkin to squeeze. There was a loud plop at the.