"No Fighting Hawk, I never said that. White men are just like the Indian, there are good ones, and bad ones. But when it comes to white men, there jus... seems to be a whole lot more bad ones." Everyone at the fire laughed, and Fighting Hawk smiled and nodded his head that he understood Straight Arrow's comment.Fighting Hawk cleared his throat and looked Straight Arrow in the eye, "I am sure that everybody has now heard about the trading post that I plan to build." He looked around and saw heads. Moaning loudly you begin to tweak your nipples. I can take no more so I undress and move onto the bed. I lick and probe at your clitoris as you use the vibrator. An orgasm rips through your body. You pull out the vibrator and ask me if I enjoyed the show? I tell you I’ll show you how much I liked it. I go to the kitchen and come back with a bottle of chocolate sauce, whipped cream and a banana. I cover your whole body in chocolate sauce and whipped cream and insert the banana up your pussy. I. "Bruce I'll be right with you." I heard over the speakers. "What? Who? How?" I thought aloud. "You see Bruce I am a wizard and I know everyone who enters my shop." rang out from the speakers. Then from a room, which I did not see, appeared a man wearing what looked to be some sort of a bathrobe. "Bruce is there anything that I could help you find?" questioned the wizard. "No not really I was just looking for some new Spells R Us stories on the web and came across the link to this store." I. Men ain't to be trusted, especially when they act out of character.”And that was when she woke up. The morning light filtering through the curtains, and uncertainty seeping into her mind. A niggling little doubt, made the pondering in her waking awareness, become a creeping insecurity in her heart. Harry had recently returned from a trip. But he had taken their son, Jack, with him; so her brain countered the doubts. Surely he wouldn't have been seeing a mistress there, that was the first.