They had that perfect night and when he woke up, she was gone. He tried to go online and find her but no one had seen her since the day he said good b...e. He tried emailing her but the account was closed, after that he tried to write her a letter but could never get the words right with what he wanted to say. Then his career took off and he had no time. About a year ago, he hired a private investigator to locate her, so here he was.He knew it wasn't the normal place to go to promote his newest. "My, my, what a wet dirty little slut you are! Why you are literally dripping in there! Are you horny or something, slut?" I asked."Oh God, yes, Sir! Please, please fuck me! Please, I'm begging, Sir, please fuck me! Pleeease!" she cried."I will but first... " I said, shoving my fingers deep inside her, scooping up some of her sweetness and bringing it to her nose, "I want you to smell what I smell. That is the smell of a slut in heat. A whore who's only thought is her next cock! "Now taste. Jake quizzically looks at her, thinking to him self ‘surely not’. Only to have his suspicions confirmed, by Nancy’s “well?” Jake goes ahead and reaches down and slips his bibs further down past his hips. Nancy continues taking pictures despite giggling at the sight of Jake standing there, his sweater up over his shoulders, his bibs down around his knees, standing there in his underwear. His excitement is obvious. “Well how about it big boy? Are you going to show the goods or not?” Jake sees no. I noticed the feeling right away but I didn't see Breezus give it to me," I said, smiling."Most men don't even realize that something has actually happened to them, they just see their intended mate and charge ahead. We have told almost none of them the name of Breezus either, so don't share the knowledge with any other men," she said."I won't. If he had no mate, do you happen to know if he even has a hut that needs poles?" I asked Caloe."Yes, he has a nice hut and it needs sixteen poles, most.