His hand dug into her hair, tilting her head so that he could mesh their lips even closer together. It was as if a wild fire raged through his veins, ...n out of control burn that had him begging for more."I want you." The words were growled against her mouth and she felt the back of her dress be drawn up her body. His hand filled with the curve of her hip and he squeezed, not so gently. "I want to make love to you."Every negative thought was wiped from her head and she stared up at him. She'd. " She says with a higher pitched voice and a slight smile."You're gonna have to be more specific. " I tease back.She whimpers, "That thing...with your mouth...down there." Mmmm....Where do you want my mouth? " I husk into her lips.Her body is now trembling in between ragged breaths."Say it....I want to hear you say it " I whisper against her quivering breath."On my....p-pussy" She whispers against my lips.I smile and move slowly kissing and nipping at her skin across her chin, down her jaw to. I waited. I knew Ingrid would continue."Apparently the wives are the jealous type. Moll thinks one of us will be bad enough but both together would be too much for them." How did you get chosen?" I asked having a bit of an idea. Ingrid is a broad shouldered, broad hipped, raw boned woman who exudes sexuality. Her apparent innocence somehow comes across, especially to married women, as overtly sexual and very threatening. I had no doubt Moll noticed. Not that I am unattractive, but I knew I. We'll be back to being isolated communities with weeks and months of travel between them." Maybe," Dad added into the silence that followed. This caused a loud rumble as fifty people tried to ask him what he meant all at once. He waited for the room to grow quiet again, then explained."We can make fuel that can be used in diesel engines, particularly if we make sure we find the right equipment. Diesel engines are capable of running on almost anything that burns, and some are pretty efficient.