She was proud of it, even if it was only verbally to save face. John knew this. He knew she wasn't really like that, and he had grown to know the real...her. In these weeks and months, he grew to love her more and more, until all he could think about was her. He dreamed about her nightly. Knowing that he would dream of Tasha made going to bed a pleasure. He would often dream of kissing her, holding her and hearing her say that she loved him. He would often wake up in the night, finding himself. We picked up two couples and one unmarried man who found a mate within 2 days. It was definitely a successful trip.A few days later, we tried again to find some new people. We had to travel a little farther to find new people this time. This was just a small cave with 1 man and 2 women, but no children. I was a bit suspicious, but had only a feeling to go on. We showed off our usual stuff and prepared to spend the night. I made my pitch, and the women looked interested, but fearful. The man was. Now, I wasn't always an honest person, but for the most part, I am a good person, and I know the value of friendship. During college, I had started typing essays for a bit of side cash and in doing so met up with some shady characters who, when necessary, were willing to help me out from time to time. I wasn't someone who took advantage of this service often, as I rarely needed it, but now I had a serious need. With a few phone calls, and a small amount of cash (less that it might cost someone. She paused for a moment to admire the bulge hidden behind the fly of Jack's jeans. They were just tight enough to emphasize his bundle without being obscene. It would be obvious to any woman who bothered to pay attention that he was packing something nice and thick in there.She kicked his foot. He contorted himself until he could see from under the car. As soon as he saw her, he smiled that sexy smile of his and pushed himself all the way out."Leaving?" he asked, as he sat up and dusted his.