Some of the routes run over the same area, but that's okay. They diverge a little ways into the woods. There are a few of them where you should be abl... to carry one of the ballistae right up to the edge of the woods," one of the other scouts remarked."What are our chances of moving in there without being spotted?" Sid asked.In a hard voice, Badger answered, "I've been having a little fun in the woods. I doubt they have five scouts left. They won't have any by the time you're ready to get down. Blushing I turned my attention back to the puppy nuzzling my bare tummy, but Chris continued to stare into the half blackened mirror.As the cool began to sink in, we relaxed. The puppies nodded off to sleep, so Chris placed them in a basket beside the bed.Rolling onto my back I began to study the room. I had never been allowed to play in here, neither had Chris.The room seemed eerie, but a little more fun with all the dust. I watched a spider crawling along its silken web in the corner.When I. Throwing one knee across his hips, the girl straddled his heaving loins."Want me to sit on your cock?" she whispered.They were the first words that either of them had spoken, and Linda giggled, realizing that fact, thinking how unique this whole situation was. Dick grunted a reply and reached up to grasp her pert tits in both hands, kneading the mounds and pulling at the stiff tips. A man had certain advantages over a dog, at that, Linda thought. It wouldn't be the same, getting her tits felt. In “Pursuing Andrea” Michael tells Andrea about cutting his hand with an ax while trying to cut wood when it was 14 below because his mother and sister were cold. That really happened. I was 12. I didn’t own gloves and socks don’t do shit when it’s that cold.Andrea was real too. Unlike Michael I didn’t win her heart. I did win her friendship and in the process she reignited my humanity which had been all but extinguished by the time I had met her at 13. I wear a tattoo in her honor. If she was.