The quiet of the woods, and thechance to kiss and cuddle away from prying eyes. Not that you were lesbians,and in fact you both had boyfriends back at...home. But you had been"Special" friends for along time, many years.On the fourth day provisions were running low, which meant someone had to go tothe local town, ten miles away, to get some shopping. Tara couldn't be trusted,ad she was a shopaholic. So it meant you had to go.It was about four when you returned to camp, to find it strangely. With anything!" But I'm the one..." she started, but now I was the one reaching out my hand to her. I pressed a finger against her lips, Heather's eyes widened as the touch jarred her into silence. We stared at each other, eyes locked together, as my finger slowly pulled back from her lips. I traced a line up and down her jaw, remembering what it was like to touch her, to be touched by her.Heather shivered as my hand finally slid down past her chin and away, and I smiled as she unconsciously. " Yeah. And travelling around with a girl in fur isn't going to be exactly an easy thing. And my own race, too." That can be fixed," Leopold said. "If we can get back to Culleybrook soon, we can get something for your feet. Hey, even better, there's still a couple of boats back there. We can probably just take the river." River travel would be the way to go," Daffy agreed. "There's a large town way downstream, and it's where two rivers meet. Getting up the other river is the tough part, of. My neck strained slightly at the pressure before slacking as you removed your hand from my chin. My relapse did not last long as you replaced the pressure of your hand in the locks of my hair, making sure to weave tufts of it around your fingers. The pull of my hair causes my head to tip back further as you maneuver me to how you want me. My lower body presses against yours, and my back arches back to relieve the pressure against my scalp. You held me there, my body’s balance dependent upon.