So, she started doing something in the kitchen, wiping the counter tops, then looking in the refrigerator, sweeping a little, bending over to pick som...thing up, she was almost doing this provocatively. When she bent over, she put her ass in the air and wiggled it a little bit. God, it seemed like she was doing this on purpose to arouse me. After awhile, she stopped and then came into the living room and sat on the couch by me. She folded her legs and I had a really good view of her smooth, tan. Perhaps a bedroom?"Yes, James, spread my legs! Hold my ankles! Oh god, I can't wait to feel that AHHH! Yes, put it in me, all the way! Oh god James fuck me! Fuck my pussy! It's so fucking good, fucking, fucking ... Oh fuck, I'm going to come again!"Mike bolted upright in his bed. He was panting and shaking; his heart pounded. From a fitful sleep, he was suddenly awake—as awake as a person can be.He was, however, disoriented. He looked around, barely perceiving things in the near-darkness. James. He was leaving fresh dog jerky by then. The next day he killed a rabbit and he left her the whole portion. He thought each time she stayed a little longer before running away, and by the seventh day he saw her stop, and watch him from a few hundred feet away. He tossed the meat into her nest and waved to her before going back to his cabin.The day after he spent a few hours down the mountain a ways, calf-deep in freezing water. He re-learned how to cast, and to his surprise the fish were biting. The only one. For me. Uh! ... Ever." She was still bothered by Suzanne's joke.Suzanne complained, "Me too, obviously! But can't I pretend otherwise just in jest?"Susan responded with a surprising number of words, given how worked up her body was. "No! You know from our morning practices that those kinds of fantasies are out of the question! They're an insult!" She panted to recover from that. "It feels like cheating. Tiger's cock is the only cock on Earth, as far as I'm concerned!" Okay! All.