Picking herself up she charged again but came to a sudden stop as Kal stepped in between the two.He began making gestures at the golem hoping to tell ...er that Ikuno was a friend."That won't be necessary, Kal," said Ikuno from behind him. She spun him around and dropped to one knee in front of him. The golem's grinding voice came from behind and Ikuno answered, "Yes I can understand you and in a moment he will too. Just to be sure, I'm not an enemy. In fact, I'm also one of his women."Ikuno was. This cottage is miles from anywhere. It's a wonder it's even got electricity. There are a few sheep, I suppose. But sheep aren't my scene. And even Bill, who's tried everything, now, I think, would draw the line at sheep. Anyway he'll be back tomorrow.I tried writing a bit of poetry. Of course, I'm not a proper poet like Bill or Sam. They're going to be fucking famous when they're discovered.Anyway, here it is:'Twas on a groovy vase's side, Where psychedelic art had dyedThe fucking flowers that. I was also shocked to find a leather whip! I though to myself "Mum you kinky b**st". That's beside the point. I kept rummaging through the velvet sack only to find the perfect toy for me! It was about 5 inches, slim at the tip but grew thicker down the shaft of the dildo. It was hard plastic, skin coloured. And what's even better I later discovered it was a vibrator! I replaced the battery and it was working like a charm. I went to the bathroom and washed it thoroughly with disinfectant, after. We built a fort out in the woods near our house. A place we could store our porno mags that we had found and a place we could fuck a girl when that time came up. We built this fort with some scrap lumber we found and put a small couch and some carpet in there. It was not weather tight but enough to give us some privacy. We even stole a bottle of wine and some candles from my kitchen, because women like that kind of stuff. So we would sit in our fort and look at our mags and think about pussy..