I make them out of moose and deer hide.Moose for the soles, and deer for the sides and linings. "Here. Ihave a pair that I have just finished making. ...ry them on."River pulled off her sneakers and put on the moccasins. Her eyeswidened as she walked around the room in them. "These are wonderful,"she exclaimed. "So much more comfortable than those old shoes. Howcan you not claim to be crafty? These would sell like crazy." Almost half the women on the reserve can make them. They are. It's interesting to see it live, that's for sure," I assured her."Really? I think it sucks major dick until I'm able to crop the SHIT out of it," she admitted, standing up. "Oh well, now you know how amazing my editing skills are, right? But anyway, it's hella fucking late..." I looked at my watch and was shocked to find it was already 2:30 at night. She had been filming for a good 45 minutes, although it only seemed like fifteen. I yawned, as if my brain was just acknowledging it was tired,. .............Jack always loved 'Junior-Senior Sex', with (usually) guys, but also girls, who were either younger and/or older. Great places were at parks, outdoor events, flophouses, etc. But, sometimes, it was at houses he'd been invited to. Like Saturday night. He'd met an older couple who had a younger niece. They were in their late 50's and she was a young 20-something. They ran into each other at a country western bar in Oklahoma, it was a warm summer evening and they were. "Evil wench," whimpered Toby. "Oh evil am I Pet? You were the one that left me aching and whining on the bed this morning, did you think I would forget?" Toby smiled at the memory of that morning, remembering how he had pleasured her to a peak so many times then left for work, hearing her whine as he did so. "I don't forget pet, so this is both your gift and punishment," purred Jo as she gently threaded her fingers through Toby's hair, pulling it back, exposing his neck to her lips and teeth..