The other three had separated themselves and jumped. The old woman said something urgent in her language and rose to her feet. She started to walk al...ng the embankment. Upriver. She paused to look back at Jagger and the almond girl once more, repeating the same phrase. Angry this time. The dogs would follow their scent here, but then follow the old woman’s. It wouldn’t take them long to catch up with her, and Jagger didn’t want to think of what would happen when they did. He looked at the. "Yeah." You might never see him again." Well, I suppose so." Marcus admitted, his wet shirt half-way off as he paused to look at her. "What's your point?" You just ... No hug? Not even a handshake?" I said goodbye." I think he was probably looking for something more than that." He didn't say anything." People don't, Marcus." Well, it can't be that important then, can it?" he argued, feeling a little defensive as he realised what the expectant look from his father had been for."I'm not telling. I also want to make sure that the other party is not some psycho waiting to harvest my internal organs. ; ) In any event, this approach doesn’t always work but it does allow me to click better when I come across someone with the same priorities. In this case, he was also adamant about wanting to make sure that there were no health risks. He told me that he was in his mid 40s and that he doesn’t date. Instead, he has a couple of married white women that he periodically sees. However, he was. Just contemplating what I was about to do with Max was really turning me on and I couldn't wait a moment longer.I took off my bathrobe before lying back to let the heat of the fire onto my skin.Then I called Max over to me.With his warm hairy coat up against my skin I shivered with excitement.The pure intimacy of the moment was intoxicating. My cunt tingled.Then tentatively reaching into his warm brown loins I began stroking and fondling his silky black sheath, whispering and cooing.