"I couldn't exactly argue with his logic. I really was in no position tobargain here. The more I thought about it, the more I thought, "Whatcould it h...rt, really?"I stood up and walked over to where Mulder was standing. It was gettingeasier all of the time moving around in this body. I must be adjustingto the balance of it. God help me, the body was starting to feel GOOD!Mulder was much taller than I was now. I looked way up into his eyes."Okay, you can touch them, but just for a few moments,". "That's ... Oh." Aela looked unsettled as she considered."Yes. 'Oh'," he said, and turned back to his book so she would not see him smile at her."Here, McAllister," she said on the afternoon of the fourth day. "Read here." He stood and crossed their nook to see what she pointed at. Her graceful finger and neatly-trimmed nail rested in a book of accounts, a book he might not have thought to search.The long-dead scribe wrote bitter pages out of his desire to bind merchants and unreliable civil. The River People had now learnt enough of the Mammoth Hunters’ tongue to explain that they were known as such in their language because they lived along the banks of a great river. Traditionally a Mammoth Hunter Chief, and especially his wife, wasn’t normally as intimately involved in the daily concerns of the tribe as was Ptarmigan. Although this was a degree of pastoral care beyond what anyone expected, in a village beset by the trials of the miserable winter months and now dominated by. It pained him to do so just as much as the physical pain she felt. It surprised her, but most of all it shocked her when she saw the love radiating towards her. She didn’t understand how or why, but there was no mistaking it, this god of love and passion had fallen in love with her. As promised, the sharp pain soon faded, only a dull ache remaining. Wrapped up in his arms, he slowly started to move in her, deeper and deeper, finally his whole cock sheeted in her. He moaned, picking up pace and.