Be right there!" the boy called back.Jennifer watched as Robbie appeared from his doorway and strutted down the hallway, his chest bare and his jeans ...uttoned halfway up. Her mouth watered as she watched his youthful muscles ripple sensuously. As he entered the room she closed the door behind him ñ and locked it.What's up, Mom?" Robbie asked as her turned back to face his mother, his hands in his hip pockets and his chest pushed out. Jennifer could almost smell the testosterone flowing. Warm, loving water caressing him, holding him, promising him it would love him forever and never leave. A tear crept from its hiding place in the corner of his eye. Drawn to the warm water it fell sweetly and softly into the pool in the sink. ‘Just another tear in a sea of tears,’ Jeremy thought. His hands cupped a sample and lifted it to his face, pouring it over his forehead, down his nose, and onto the stubble below his lips, a gentle kiss, a sweet reminder of a mother’s undying love.. He topped a rise and saw in the distance evidence of a large Comanche camp. It had to be Comanches, since no other nation would have enough people in the vicinity to establish such a large camp. He saw some trees to his right, so he headed for them, keeping the trees between him and the Indians. The trees were close enough together to give him good cover, so he cached his sled, took his rifle, and headed toward the camp.Keith stayed among the trees as he sneaked closer to the camp, but had to. I think you might get more jealous than you think. And you might feel very different about me afterward." Anne, I promise you... no, I give you my word, I will not get mad at you, no matter what happens. I know you will be doing this for me. This will be on me." I still think this is very dangerous," I replied in a weak protest, but I did not actually refuse to do it.The scene that my husband had created, that continued to haunt my thoughts, was simply too appealing. I knew that we should not.