My people show you great honor. They know you have power and make you chief hunter. But you must take care of Maxtono first. Him leader of camp. You k...ll. Be leader."I was not keen on being leader of the camp, so I thought I'd just cool it a bit and hope to collect my prizes without any conflict. It seemed to me that I might be able to pull it off if I was careful. I needed to think some more on that, so put it in the back of my mind for later processing.With that said I got my ax, skinning. He was groggy but happy that he was able to hold half of his Team Girlfriend.“Come on Rick. Juice in the kitchen, then me on the grass. It’s 30 degrees outside get a move on. (Rick’s brain thought Chicago 30°F the exact temperature when he started his trip. And that’s without accounting for the always important wind chill factor. Then he remembered 30°C is almost hot outside.)He drank his juice outside and as was his happy duty, laid down on the grass.I was already wet just thinking about. Proust Phenomenon! Ira was well aware of this, the ability of smells to cue highly vivid memories – cherry tobacco could remind me of him and him alone.Fuck it!I rolled around to face my ghost. As soon as I did, the lightbulb went dead, leaving me in complete darkness, surrounded by the sound of rain and wind.My nostrils caught another smell. Oil, coconut……The men returned with a contraption known as a punishing bench. They put my playfully resisting self on it in a doggy position, my belly. All of a sudden I was hungry. Then suddenly we were siblings again. After all we had been siblings for 29 years and sex starved lovers for only a couple of hours. “I’ll do the bed, you clean up your cum from the balcony.” said I “Then let’s hit the boards, your treat.” With that I pulled down the sheet and saw the cum stain on the mattress cover and I started laughing. Brad came over to see what I was laughing at and all I could do was to point at it. He was instantly roaring with laughter as.