I smiled and waved at him, he came up and asked what I was still doing up, so I told him about my tent and my inability to go to it now. I asked him w...at he was doing up, he said he was checking his trout lines, not that I have a clue as to what they are. We sat there and made small talk for a bit when he told me his tent mate didn’t make it to the tent tonight; I wonder if he’s one of them with Julie. He offered me his sleeping bag. Brad was so nice and shy; I figured I would be safe. So off. "Hey, how did I get stuck in the back of this car?" Ken was hunched up in the back of the small two seater. His wife was in the front with Raphael driving the sports car. Barbara turned her back to the driver so that she could talk to Ken."If you had worn a skirt like I told you to then you probably would have gotten the front seat since you're taller than I am. But you had to wear those linen slacks. Now you are stuck mister whether you are taller than me or not!"Raphael was smiling at the. Her eyes opened wide at the thought. She picked up the basket and started to walk out the room when her eyes fell across the computer screen again. She stood staring at it like it was a riddle she needed to figure out before she could proceed with her life. She cocked her head to the side. She pursed her lips. She breathed slow, deep breaths through her nose. She put the laundry basket down in slow motion. She straightened up the same way. Then she walked over to the computer and sat in. I knew exactly what I was going to take from him, everything he secretly desired he was going to get from me. My soft expression changed to one of urgency as I devoured his thick neck kissing and sucking then nipping his ear lobes I was going to eat all of him. Tenderly I ran my finger tips across his broad shoulders and all over his muscular chest. I was again lost in his perfect body looking at every curve and feeling the energy flowing through him. He was nervous or maybe excited, his heart.