‘That’s nice.’ I continued to lightly caress her stomach, and brushed my fingertips across her pelvic bones. ‘Don’t stop,’ she mumbled, so...I slid my hand inside her trousers. She lifted herself up to give me better access and I moved my hand inside her panties. ‘Oooh, that’s it,’ she whispered. I slowly moved my hand over her mound, and traced a finger along her slit. To my surprise it was already moist. She acknowledged this by saying, ‘I’m a little horny already Dave, as you’ve probably. My husband sees only good fortune ahead." The shaman isn't so enthusiastic." Really?" She doesn't believe that the hunting grounds allocated to us by the Cave Painters will be enough to sustain the village." How can she say that in total contradiction to my husband who is as much her chief as he is yours and of all the villagers?" She can speak the Cave Painters' language," said Ivory. "The Chief can't. It was Glade who negotiated with the Cave Painters. Not the Chief." Oh."The snow fell. " The FBI! I thought you said you were worried about the government finding out?" We are. She is necessary. And she has to know because we are working on a case together." You're working on a case with the FBI?!" Yes, that's the not pretty part. I'll get to that in a minute. The other person is Rebecca's little sister, Amy. She is the one who 'introduced' me to Rebecca." Over the course of the next, well it felt like hours, but its dreamtime so it really doesn't matter, anyway, we brought. .."A dream... Gotta be a dream," he said over and over again. I felt terrible. I had seduced the best friend I had in the world in a false female form under false pretenses, for basically my own selfish reasons.Now had come the time to pay the piper. As a man, Ron was somebody I relied upon to return my friendship without question; as a woman, I not only found him to be someone I felt comfortable showing my vulnerabilities to, but also a wonderful, passionate lover. I didn't want to lose either.