We’ve got a long hike back down the trail.’ As her two men came back to the picnic blanket, Alyssa gave Lewis a questioning look and asked, ‘Was...that a safe thing to do?’ ‘Later,’ Lewis said. During lunch James continued to talk about the eagle. He told the story to his Grandpa William at least three times. Each time William paid attention as if he hadn’t seen the event and as if this were the first time he heard about it. The Randals made the hike down the mountain, mounted their horses, and. “Shut it! What the fuck are you doing?”, I asked holding her by her arms, pinning her against the wall”Well I was trying to get fucked” she replied in a smart ass tone”Don’t give me that shit! I mean with Shauna what the fuck are you trying to do?” I asked again firmlyShe pulled my hands from her arms. “I’m not doing shit!” She said bitterly. “I don't see you for months and then, when I do see you, you have some new bitch that clearly has no idea what she’s doing, where she is, or how you are. And I feel bad keeping you a secret from him.’ Her face fell like the sunlight that was fading she was staring at outside of the window. I had to break the silence by asking, ‘Does he fuck like me?’ She cracked half a smile and half a chuckle, and said, ‘Do you really want to know?’ She was right, but in a way, but I did want to know. ‘Think Miles Davis, an expensive Cabernet, and being recited John Dunne and Pablo Neruda by memory, while bathing,’ she said. We both fell silent again. I don’t. . yes... yes,” she cried out as she almost collapsed. The men would not let her go under though. Jerome reached under her and took hold of her nipples and squeezed them hard, keeping her senses heightened. Karl continued his slapping and reminder that she was a slut. She just managed to hold it together as Karl pumped his seed deep inside her. She felt its gush; felt its power as it filled her. He had just finished when another gush of seed shot against the back of her throat. Jerome too had.