Letting him have the control I laid back down where I was. William sat on the edge of the bed, took one of the strawberries dipped it in his glass of ...ine and slowly sucked the wine off before biting the tip. I watched him reach for another one and dip it into his wine glass. “Would you like to try this?” he asked letting the wine drip back into the glass. I nodded. He dipped the strawberry again and held it above my chest letting several drops fall. Everything was happening in slow motion and. I told him I had to get washed up because I had a meeting to study with a friend. He didn't ask anything and got dressed. In minutes he was gone!Rob texted and said he was outside my apartment complex! I hadn't even washed up! My luck, it's laundry day and I had nothing to wear! I managed to find an old jean skirt that was clean and a tanktop but of course, no clean underwear!!! Fuck it! Commando it is. I quickly freshened up as best I could and headed outside. Rob stood about 5'11 and was very. Not knowing which branch to take, he stopped and took the opportunity to rest and eat a little. He had been walking for close to four hours now and he was hungry. Of course, he was too much of an expert hunter to know better than to stop and rest in the middle of a trail. It would have been like stopping his car in a middle of a well-used road. After all, he was completely ignorant of the fauna that had been responsible for the creation of the trail and he knew that there could be many dangers. Folks are in a hurry and it's often a surprise that we close "early" on weekends. It becomes less my job to clean up the branch as it does to get the people out. So, the end of the day came and I was feeling tired from the nine-hour torment.The library isn't far from a strip-mall that I walk through on the way home, and passing in the same direction as me was the older woman with the black coat. I passed her widely on the sidewalk and then, finding some reason to fumble and look down, I glanced.