“Maybe I should stay a while in case you need me,” I suggested, still holding Sia’s shoulder.“Don’t embarrass me,” Sia said, shrugging my ...and off. “Go home. I’ll be fine.”Yeah. Right.I watched Sia move across the floor to her friends. She looked far too good in the slender burgundy sheath that hugged her to mid-thigh. It did a great job of showcasing her petite bust and adding unacceptable shape to her rear.I muttered to myself, annoyed and more than slightly protective of my no longer little. So we’re kind of stuck.”“That total fox you have meet you for lunch on Saturdays? I can see why. Man, she is amazing looking. You’re a lucky guy.”“Well, yes, she is and yes, I am. But it’s not her. To be honest, she and I can be together at her house.”“You have another one besides her? A dangerous game, Steve.”“She knows. She’s OK with it.”“A ladies’ man. If the other one is just as good-looking, I want to know your secret. Especially if they know about each other.”“I don’t have a serious. I don't know which is worse. I actually thought of killing you myself so I guess the second scenario was worse in my mind." Oh, Ruth how do I begin to even say how sorry I am? I have called it off ... as of yesterday. We were going to meet up this afternoon and I called her and said it was over and I wouldn't see her again and I meant it. I promise you I will never, ever, ever do anything like that again... ! Please, can you forgive me? ... and I know I have some real work to do to get you back. The two were mewing pitifully and I picked one up and cuddled it as I began to feed it.It quieted and ate and started to perk up and look around. He had a black mark over one eye so I named him Tar, Misty named hers Jane. When they stopped eating we put the packs on and turned to see our fathers sneering. I straightened and looked back and they turned away. We started moving again and I let Tar climb to my shoulder.When the branch lion attacked it was mid afternoon. It had come from the front.