He reached out to connect with her, expecting to read her thoughts in the same strange Pictish language that he had heard already that night.He was su...prised therefore when for the second time he heard only a jumble of sounds with no clarity to them."Waken oh wise ones within me and tell me what language I need to learn now," he joked with his inner self."He was surprised to hear that he needed to tune in to the language of the Saxons and focussed on doing so. At once the woman's thoughts. Following her lead of earlier, I lifted my finger to my mouth and tasted her juices. They were delicious, a combination of salty and sweet. Leaning over and giving me another kiss, she asked shyly, "You'll come back again another day?" Oh yes! "Then, like I said, I think we should only use our hands today. Is that okay?" Yes, whatever you say. "I've never seen a man masturbate," she continued, "and I'll bet you've never seen a woman do herself, either." Right. "So, if it's okay with. “Yes, I’m getting antsy,” she said.“The longer my dad sits down there in Douglas and stews the harder it’s going to be for us in spite of our well laid plans,” said Jenna.“Okay, okay I’m onboard. Let’s do it,” he said.“Okay good,” she said.“Have you heard anything yet about you signing up with that firm?” he said.“Heard anything substantial, no, but I’ve gotten a couple of calls. They are a one horse firm, but I think that their interested. But, if they shine me on, then we’ll just open our own. The boat leaves in less than an hour. It's the only boat that leaves here today." "Okay, I'm up." "Good, I'll meet you in the lobby in forty-five minutes. I got to go get ready." He kissed me good-bye, "I'll be waiting for you gorgeous." I smiled and quickly left the room. * When I arrived in the lobby, I found him sitting in a large chair, back turned away, watching TV. I snuck up behind him, put my arms around his neck, and kissed his cheek. "Let's go, are you ready?" "Yes, let's go." He.