He looked up at Benny and whistled. Benny didn’t look so good. He was clearly overheated.“Hot?”Benny said, “It’s got to be in the mid-90s.�...It wasn’t, although the heat index made it feel like 96. He knew that he had been out in the heat for too long and without enough fluids.“You don’t look so good.”“I never look good.”Tim laughed knowing that Benny was being honest. “I didn’t mean it like that. I meant you look pale. You should be looking flushed.”“I kind of stayed out there too long.”“Get in. Leda had taken the gate.“No!” she screamed again. “Leda!” Grabbing the tote, she hurled it through where the gate should be, watched it fly spinning through the air, haphazardly disgorging its contents across the floor. “No!” she screamed, again. “You can’t do this, Leda!”Furious, she whirled on her bad foot, grimaced in agony as the ankle buckled beneath her, and then stumbled to the dais and climbed up. The gate couldn’t be gone. This was its home location. Leda had told her so. Yet a wave. .Slowing the pain was replaced by something else. As my asshole was loose now (so I thought), I felt so turned on as his fingers kept probing my hole. It felt fucking good. I noticed that my hole got lubed naturally somehow and I started moaning without noticing. my cock was fully erect now and I had only one thing in mind: FUCK ME. i said. I WANT TO FEEL YOU INSIDE ME. I dreamed about saying this words to a man, and my dream is about to come true.And then he stopped. his fingers disappeared.. And so it went, there was always something for everybody at the great mammoth hunt. And, be it important or trivial, everybody came away from the hunt with something new. This was why any person who wasn't dead just had to be at the great gathering.Thus Doug and Evening Star went along with everyone else to the great gathering. Evening Star because she wanted her pregnancy to be noticed, and Doug because no self-respecting anthropologist would miss such an opportunity.The village could only.