, two hours after sunrise, morning after the Red Bird FestivalEarth: Thursday, 12:13 PM, October 22, 2009 Central Daylight Savings TimesCindy crept up...the mountain, her body shaking with fear. A great red hawk was hunting her overhead, and she felt very exposed on the bare rocks. This was the first time she had seen the awful predator since last summer, and she was dismayed at the added complication. Her only salvation was that the humans were close by, only twenty meters away now, too close. He was happy to reward her by going to 3, causing her to thrust her hips in the air, desperate for an escape from this torture. Freddie circled her nipples with the ice before sucking on them, to warm them up. He did this process once more, and after his mouth left, he grabbed one of the candles she had lit earlier, and poured the hot wax on her extremely hard and sensitive pencil erasers, encasing the perky points in what was rapidly hardening into the shape of her nipple as the wax ceased. She smiled as the man on her left whispered something into her ear, took a sip of her drink, and handed him the elegant glass. As he moved to place it on the table, she smiled broadly at the man on her right. The motion jostled all of them, giving all three of them the opportunity to reorganize, with Melinna now reclining against the man on her right, and the man on her left moving closer in as well.A low hum escaped from Lynn's lips. She shifted in her seat, and leaned in to my ear. That is. At least she had been joking when she assumed I thought of him as having a "massively thick, ten-inch cock". Still, I recognized in an instant how his imposing, heavily veined girth must have fueled her hunger for it."It's fine," I managed to utter. Linda was standing next to him with her pleading eyes fixed on me."Are you sure?" she asked. A mix of her perfume and the heat from her body assaulted me in waves when she moved closer to me and took my hand. She looked so desperate, so beautiful,.