Benny was lying there, staring up at the sky. A golden eagle was circling above. Benny was watching the magnificent bird.Tim sat down, lay back, and l...oked up at the sky. The golden eagle was gone. A turkey neck buzzard had taken up in the space once occupied by the eagle. It was circling overhead like something was dead below, but it was just riding a thermal up to a higher elevation.“You get the eagle, and I get the buzzard,” Tim said. “I should have brought a gun.”Benny chuckled, “You’d miss. He is very handsome and good looking his height is around 6 feet and he is fair in color. I forgot to tell u about my self my measurement is 34 27 36 and my height is 5’8 feet and I am also a fair girl.So this started in when I joined my college in 2014 and had a crush on him I really like him the way he talks, the way he walked and that time I had a lot of experience in fucking so I was also thinking about him that one time I will give him chance. So from second semester he started teaching me. " That explained a lot. The phrasing meant, "I am up for fun and games tonight." The tone meant, "despite the fact that the quartz in my biological clock is vibrating at a much higher amplitude these days, and you won't give me the one thing I want." The "b" word was implicit. It had been explicit in several conversations over the last month.I got out of bed and started dressing. "Anything I can pick up for you?" The question was muffled by the polo shirt I pulled on over my head, but I knew. It was obvious the men had seen them. They headed straight for the two of them. Clipper had dried his feet off and put his boots back on, and he motioned to Girl.“Let’s go meet them.” They headed down the mountain, Clipper holding his bow loosely in his hand, with his ten last arrows in the clips. He knew the bow was futile again the rifles, but he wanted them to know he wasn’t afraid of them. And that he was prepared for trouble. Girl followed close behind.A hundred feet from the men, he spoke.