‘I’d be delighted, only…’ She paused, and then pulled her hands from his. ‘I don’t date strangers!’ She felt a small lick of triumph at ...he hurt look that slid over his face. He lowered his gaze, and pushed his hands into his pockets. When he looked up again, there wasn’t a trace of anything but teasing to be seen in his eyes. He looked over her left shoulder at something that seemed to be of great interest to him before shifting his gaze back to her. ‘Now, Daise, that’s not true! We were in. “Is this your rifle?” the angel asked.“No,” the hunter reluctantly replied.The angel again dipped into the river. This time he held out a highly engraved Winchester 1886 in .50-110 Winchester.“Is this your rifle?”Again, the hunter shook his head and reluctantly replied, “No.”The angel reached down again and came up with a beat-up, no-thrills Savage Axis.“Is this your rifle?” the angel asked.“Yes,” the hunter replied softly and rather ashamedly. The angel was pleased with the man’s honesty and. For months I've known you would be the one who could give this to me...” “I... I have to go. The rain is coming down harder, and I'm going to check on the horses.” Fredric left the girl on her knees on the floor by his favourite chair. **** Fredric closed the last stall door. He had checked on every horse in his stable, barely disturbing them as they milled about sleepily in their stalls. He took a moment to listen to the rain and smell the freshly laid hay, enjoying the peace, running a hand. ’ The love the sisters shared was deep and pure and as they experienced a bliss never before felt, their bond only strengthened. ‘There is a dark hole here,’ Ivory whispered. She placed one finger inside and brushed her nail against it. ‘Ivory!’ Ivory pulled her finger out. ‘No! Don’t! Put it back!’ Crimson demanded. Ivory quickly pushed her finger back in and began to rub the fleshy surface. Crimson found her sister’s hole and did the same thing. They slowly pulled their fingers out and.