Tabatha wandered about the cave for a while, watching the women work. Some were scraping the last vestiges of skin off the insides of fresh furs with ...harp-edged, flat stones; two were working thin, flexible vines into a kind of carrying basket, probably for transporting fruits or tubers they might find. One was using a thin slab of shale as a skillet to melt down some unknown powder into a paste, occasionally spitting on it to keep it moist.Tabatha had no idea what that might be used for, so. I kin take care of myself just fine."They finished gathering their supplies while getting to know each other a little better. Will was impressed with her confidence, as well as the sure way she went about the tasks set to her.For all her calm demeanor, Jenny was in turmoil. There were very few men she had ever seen that she could tolerate, and every one of those, she had met after she arrived in Olympus. Will was at the top of the list, though. She had never seen a man like him, before.The way. We could start making out around the third date. He could get his hands under my bra about the sixth, his fingers in my honey pot on the ninth and I would have him in my hand on the tenth. In four years of high school and three years of college less than ten guys had made it past the fifth date.It was three weeks before I saw Mr. Chug-a Lug again. I had just come through the serving line at the school cafeteria and I was looking around for a place to sit. The place was packed, but I didn't see. Indeed Pepper was full of fidgets."I'm game," and with a light nudge from me we were off.Cleo lead the way at a trot and once out of people we let the horses run at their own pace, which was a steady gallop. A Gallop doesn't make light chatter easy so we were silent as we enjoyed the ride and the sights. Over by the RV's area, a few were set up, people were sitting under awnings. Something was missing but I couldn't place my finger on it. The duck pond was beautiful, the Spring flowers, a.