Once undressed she sat on the foot of her bed, hands on her sides, and extended her legs out a bit and crossed her ankles. She now pointed down at her...feet and taking my cue I went to my knees where I was finally able to touch, rub, smell and kiss her boots. They were magnificent. The leather, soft, supple, and rich with aroma, felt and tasted great. She placed her feet between my legs and said, "come closer" and she began to explore me with her booted feet. Being a newbie, she was careful with. “This is Frank. How are you feeling?” “Much better,” I replied. “Thanks for checking in with me, Frank.” “Did you see a doctor?” he continued. “No,” I replied. “Neil, the guy who helped me walk back to my room, was an experienced first-aider. He helped wash off all the blood and examined my head carefully. There was only a tiny cut and almost no swelling. Given my great dislike for hospitals, he suggested waiting a few hours to see how things developed.” Looking at Neil, I smiled as I. He’d woken around four am, for no particular reason he could think of. He’d simply become gradually aware that he was awake in the dark. For an hour the curtains covering the window had become lighter and lighter, so that by five o’clock he could tell it was already daylight outside. He slid out from under the duvet and walked into the bathroom for a pee. He leant with one hand against the wall, the other holding himself as he carried out the act, reminiscing on the events of last night. Anne. She really knew nothing more than that except the messenger indicated the tribe was very excited for me to visit. This, of course, had Mother Marie very excited, since making unobtrusive contact and interaction was the reason the Sister of Mary Magdalene were here. There seemed to be no question that Anton and I would be making the trip.* * * *As promised, Anton and I were met by a guide on the other side of the village where I nursed the infant and … Walking past that village brought back a.