We don't know where our base was from here, but let's get out of the swamp before we start worrying about finding it."They picked up their spears, hea...ing down the hill through the everpresent rain in what they hoped was a generally northern direction. Pete hefted his spear appreciatively, trying its balance. It was made from a slender shaft of hard wood, with a chipped flint head. Amy's was a little lighter, its head a needlesharp fang lashed to a bamboo shaft. Light enough to be thrown, but. " Sorry we had to meet like this sexy,"she says in her remorseful voice.She explained to me as we sat drinking about her man having this as his fantasy. Picking up some chick at the bar and bringing her home to ravage. Oh lucky me to be the victim. I could hear water running from the next room. I guess he was trying to refresh himself from the fuck. "Are you ready for round two Bitch!" he commands. "I think she's ready babe,she just had a drink." she responds. Oh I guess this bitch must have. This outfit had been in the “Dancing Clothing” section, and he thought she’d look good in it, so that’s what he picked up.“I can’t wear a bra with this,” she complained.“It has one built in,” he said.“Yes, but it won’t hold me still.”“And your point is?” he said, laughing.Her face came through the curtain again.“My point is that I’ll jiggle like Jell-O!”“That, my dear, is exactly what I’m going for.” He grinned. “I want every man who didn’t beg you to marry him in High School to rue the day he. Over the next month at Wendy's house I was introduced to three more women who also showed me more than a little bit of affection. Somehow they moved in to Wendy's crowded little house with us ... but I never felt like we were being squeezed together.It may have been subconscious at the time, but, I guess, I probably was still hoping that Wendy had a high enough score to take us all. I sure enjoyed the time I was spending with all five of the women.I realize that many men do much, if not most,.