Always fire burning, scents of cooking meals always made her hungry. She never knew such wealth of beauty anywhere but there. Most of them she had met... One woman was toothless but she could smoke a pipe, talk at he same time. That pipe stayed lit, and never fell out. It caused Raven to smile. So many women, so many children. The chief would be just arriving back from a hunting party. That’s when he came to her mind. They called him Hawk. A minute to glance and she never forgot his sheer, rugged. After putting my shoes on, I grabbed my keys and the box and headed out the door. It was a crapshoot, but what had I to lose? I walked next-door and stood in front of the entrance to number 246. I took a deep breath and then rang the doorbell. In a moment an extraordinarily hot young woman answered the door dressed casually in a T-shirt and tight jeans. She stared at me with her big brown eyes. "Hi, I live next door." I started, "I got a package by mistake. I think it belongs to you." She took. He bends to raise me off the bed, and carrying me, settles himself against the propped up pillows, with me astride him. We kiss. He's a fantastic kisser. His hands are inside my top, feeling my nipples. We pull apart and I raise my arms to get my top off. I can feel his cock slipping out of my dripping cunt, and I decide its a good idea to get out of my skirt too. He bundles my clothes and sends them to the sofa. He suggests lighting up a cigarette. We're smoking. Ready to talk. There's lots to. "Why will you not give me a drink?" Ree'al asked, carefully pronouncing each word."You made me swear not to, sir," the bartender answered diffidently moving back out of reach."What? Why?" You said that you would drink for two weeks and then I must stop you." Ha! I do not think you can stop me," Ree'al cringed at the headache his outburst had produced."No sir, I doesn't think so either, but you made me swear on my honor that I would try to stop you." You do not have any honor," Ree'al dismissed.