That and no blood smell.I had Fretail stop on the next pass and I got the bag of stew and the tripod I made from some scrap rebar. I tied the bars tog...ther about 4” down from the end and then when you spread out the legs you had a tripod. The bars were about 6’ long so I could hang a stew bag on a hook I hung on the junction of the tripod. I would just build a small fire under the bag and we would have a warm lunch. When I opened the bladder bag a little ways to vent for the cooking, I got a. Her cerulean eyes stared at Nayeca's large breasts, her mouth almost watering at the sight of her small dark nipples and the quarter sized areolas.Nayeca reached up quickly and wrapped her fingers in Anuk's hair, and pulling her head back quickly, small jolts of pain coursing through Anuk's scalp, and making her body burn even more. "You must tell me what you want to do slave!" Nayeca demanded her amber eyes glowing with scorching hot desire now. "Tell me what you want to do slave!" I ... I. It was her own thoughts that spurred her from the table. She wanted him. She’d never wanted any man as badly. After Robert, she didn’t think she’d ever want to be with anyone again. But Michal was always so calm, caring. He shielded her from even her own destructive thoughts. Then she felt a strong pair of arms circle her waist. ‘Damn it, Clem. You really like living dangerously, don’t you.’ Michal whispered in her ear as he tasted her skin. His voice, hos touched reached deep inside her and. And then accused me and Tasha of having sex.”“Holy shit!” Liz gasped. “And he threw you out?”“No, he asked me to leave after Tasha asked him if we should get married immediately so he could see the blood on the sheets from our wedding night!”Liz started laughing, “She’s more awesome than I thought! Maybe I was wrong about her.”“Wrong?”“That she’d be too much like Mom.”I chuckled, “There are things you don’t know about Mom, Lizzy.”“Gross! First you? Then Mom? Who did I piss off to deserve.