Swan hunted from Fireball's back while I led the pack stock.She killed a rabbit with her bow. She shot a bow oddly to my way of thinking. When I was t...ught to shoot a bow, it was held vertically and the string was held with three fingers. Swan held the bow horizontally in front of her and pulled the string with her thumb. She was a good shot, but didn't hold the string drawn and aim. She pulled it back and released it quickly.Her bow was short enough to carry in the quiver with her arrows, and. For some reason that had suddenly changed though, when she shivered in his arms and moved a little closer even he found his thoughts occupied with images of her body, the perfect curves visible through her tight-fitting jeans and top. For some reason that mental image seemed to walk away from him and he was suddenly overcome with sadness over a missed chance, his grip around her involuntarily tightening.It wasn‘t long to their door anymore and silence had replaced their excited chatter from a. Such a thing has never happened to me before. It is true my phone's working, and I didn't want to use Cindy's. It is also true that I wanted to see your... nudity close up."May I ask you a question, a rather personal one, Rose?"She nodded hesitantly."Do you need a man?" he asked bluntly.She flushed and averted her eyes. "I don't know. I don't know much about such things. I'm... terribly embarrassed... would you please leave now?" Certainly," he said. "If you insist on it." I'm afraid of.... In those days if you worked industrial security and weren,t lucky enough to get a job with a firms private securitynthen you worked contract security liable to go any where and do a variety of jobs. In the past I,ve worked building sites trudging through mud, pop concerts, fashion exhibitions, trade conferences, stamp and coin exhibitions, art galleries, tourist attractions and countless office blocks. I,ve worked with all sorts of nationalities and colours of people and got on well with most.