She didn't wanna feel anything emotional, just physical. He took the hint. They molded their lips together and their bodies collided. It was a furious...kiss, and he smashed his mouth onto hers, almost inhibiting her ability her to breathe. They finally broke for breath, and he picked her up again. She locked her legs around his hips as he yanked off her shirt. She started fumbling with the buttons of his shirt; eventually tearing his buttons off. Jesse chuckled and helped her rip it the rest of. Typically, people ate whatever the house special was at the time, but by paying extra, guests of the inn could order particular foods, at least within reason. The broth went down easy, but the meat and vegetables felt like cacti rolling down his throat.As he ate, Tin helped wipe the sweat from his body. His spot on the bed would need some time to dry out. When he had finished eating, he simply sat with his head in his hands, taking deep breaths and trying to ignore the throbbing pain.Tin leaned. She had insisted that Linda come with her, despite the girl's protests, not wanting to leave the impressionable young girl to be corrupted by her father's lack of morals. Linda didn't want to come. She had an eye for the boys and wanted to stay in the city, expecting to be bored silly at the mountain cabin. What in hell was there for a girl to do in the woods? Poor little Linda was resigned to a week of dreary solitude, figuring that the only pleasure she would have would be finger-fucking. ’ And then just below that, a simple almost too small little flicker of fire, unlike what one might expect when seeing the caption. Instead of this enormous blaze, we had what appeared to be nothing more than a simple burning matchstick, without the match. Already the posters, which was also the emblem on each one of the professional looking prospect guides we’d handed out, was the topic of conversation as many curiously spoke of it to one another. ‘Well…ready to get started here?’ I asked.