Could he see the scarlet letters on my cheeks in this light, I wondered, staring downward at anything that wasn't him, waiting for him to speak again....Or was he waiting for an apology?"I'm sorry, Mr. Weston," I blurted, regressing ten years. "I didn't th-think anyone w-was home." No one was," he said lightly. "I just got back from the docks and thought I heard someone splashing about. Just glad it was you and that you were still afloat. Marvelous idea, really. Used to think of taking a birthday. She had a mate now, someone who could make her feel beyond what anyone else could offer. She had been in love before, but this was something different. It was a love, a need that dwelled within her that only her mate could bring out.Rachel was getting close to the spot now. She squatted down again beside another tree and went to work on her now rose colored, swollen pussy. It was so sensitive, and she could smell her scent herself, god knows what this would do for Max with his hypersensitive. Tynco, Mellos father, was also trying to keep Sam from hitting the ground.“He has to self-heal, as he is the only one that can heal this. If he does not stop often while doing this, the disease could overwhelm and kill him.” Tynco was saying as he tried to shakily stand.“You shouldn’t be trying to stand,” Triann told him. “I still need to examine you.”“I can tell you what he has done, I cannot feel the disease through most of my body. My mind is the clearest that it has been in a very long. So I let herknow I didn't have anyplace specific to be and asked whereshe needed to go. We then head on down the road to herplace which was about 30 miles away in a small deserttown.We talked quite a bit and the time quickly passed. I pulledinto her driveway with a bit of regret at the parting thatwas about to happen. Then she suprised me by asking me infor a cool drink. I accepted of course.The drink she handed me was nice and icy. It went down quiteeasily and so did the next one. I was.