Eventually, she came across a small clearing deep in the brush. Here, she could make a fire and hopefully find peace for her soul. As she gathered the...wood for her fire, Myra remembered the words of her Grandfather and those of a Great War Chief of the native peoples who once inhabited these lands. The people Myra had come from. When she had joined the Army, her Grandfather had been very proud. “You will be a warrior of our people, just as I was and my fathers before me,” he told her. “We have. When they both went out I also went to rest a bit.After about 4 hours I saw them both returning home, looking very happy. I opened the door and asked them how was their outing to which they replied awesome. They told me to go and sleep as it was late at night. The way they talked I understood that they both were a little drunk, but not enough that they didn’t knew what was happening. I kind of felt worried for them so I decided to stay awake. After some time I peeped in the door of their. She also told me about your kindness and, from what I can see, she didn't lie to me because your behaviors are exquisites.. So, I think, the little money I hope you are going to accept, it's just a fraction of your real worth Miss Sara.” Sara was speechless, nobody except the Dean at school called her Miss and she never found a man, mostly an elegant adult like him, who was so well speaking and was thinking so much about her value so, when the man started to pull her against him, she allowed. This particular day was quite warm and gentle between them with Logan pulling her to him, holding and kissing her, with no new moves on her at all. They were consolidating, stabilizing before the fatal plunge, up to the hilt between her pretty out-stretched thighs. ‘My, my, my,’ Logan smiled to himself. They both agreed they didn’t want it to end. There was more fun to be had, and they both knew exactly what they were referring to. ‘I think she decided that she wants to have an affair,’ Logan.