“Can you do me a favor?” smiling at me. “Depends on what it is?” I say smiling back. You bite her lip and look into my eyes. “Can you…I me...n…” You fumble for the right words. I smile, “What is it that you want Sue?” I ask moving closer to you. You wet your lips. “This is really hard.” You start to say before I start laughing. “No, Not yet.” I reply winking at you. You start to laugh and I lean in and kiss you softly on the mouth. My tongue slips into your mouth and I pin you back against the. Kassin watched him from a far, on the trail she would always turn back to see what he was up to, and she watched his every move when he was close. Ailli tripped over herself to avoid him. One day, he was awake and waiting when they all woke up early in the morning. They were camped under a narrow overhang on the other side of a rise from the trail they were taking. The site over looked a hidden valley that had surprised them in the morning with its beauty. It was full of knee-high wild. There are mostly men in the village; they have been the ones strong enough to find their way or to escape at all.The Hunt is a maximum of three days, but only one woman and six or seven men have made it into the second day. It is designed, like the name sake from the plantations, to test the person. So, the hunted is forced to survive by wits and cunning and physical ability. Nobody has lasted into the afternoon of the second day much less the third. After the two hour head start, men from the. .. is it?” asked Marian. “When did this happen?”There was an uncomfortable silence in the room.“It almost sounds as if you like this ... teacher.”“She’s okay,” said Nathan, sensing trouble. “I mean she talks about all kinds of things, and sometimes it’s interesting.”“I see,” said Marian. “And does she ever say anything good about a white person?”“Oh sure,” said Nathan as carelessly as he could. “All the time.”“Such as,” probed their mother.“Well, Eli Whitney, for example. He invented the cotton.