In the wee hours of the morning a chime from Josh’s iPad woke me up. I nudged Josh. “Baby, I think the world is reconnecting with us.”He was in ... fog when he replied, “I heard. It can wait.”“No it can’t,” I said. “I need to get word to Mom and Dad. You kept their precious daughter in the middle of a hurricane.”Groggily he agreed. “Yeah, okay. You’re right.”I fired up the laptop and hotspotted it to my phone. A couple of clicks later I’m in my personal email account.Josh commented about data. At night and every night, while I dreamt my dreams of her and of passion, she was mine. I watched my friends, lesser lads than me in every way, date her for a time until, one by one, she cast them away. It appeared no man satisfied her. Then, in ’70, Arlene and I announced our engagement. We were with a group of friends who celebrated our news, but for Aileen. Instead of celebrating our good news and sharing in our happiness for one another, she appeared quiet, distant, and unnerved, and had. Make it nice and soft and slippery." She spread her fingers out and wrapped them around his big meat. She stroked the grease into the ridges of his hefty cock. She kneaded the flesh of his boner until the whole thing shined. "That's the way, Susan," he said. "Get it nice and ready." Soon she was using two hands, rubbing his flesh pole with all ten fingers, rolling the heavy beef steak in her palms. "There," he said, finally, "that's the way it should be all the time." Susan looked up and. Always fire burning, scents of cooking meals always made her hungry. She never knew such wealth of beauty anywhere but there. Most of them she had met. One woman was toothless but she could smoke a pipe, talk at he same time. That pipe stayed lit, and never fell out. It caused Raven to smile. So many women, so many children. The chief would be just arriving back from a hunting party. That’s when he came to her mind. They called him Hawk. A minute to glance and she never forgot his sheer, rugged.