This would be the first time they had scored a kill on their own, so it was a big deal. The actual kill should not be much to worry about; a simple sc...atch by the poisoned arrow would disable the prey, at least. The nerve poison came from scorpions and was very potent. A single arrow would do the job, and both girls would be shooting, so a kill was assured.They had just dispatched the spider when Jeff shouted a warning. They were about to be attacked by a swarm of wasps. There appeared to be 13. “Um ... yes... ? Who are you? What do you want from me? If you think...”“It’s quite alright. Please calm down,” the man interrupts. “I am just someone who cares for you very deeply and I know you need help. I don’t want anything from you really. I would just like to know if you would care to join me for dinner. If not, then keep the gift and I will not bother you again.”Roxanne is dumbfounded. She certainly could just tell him good bye, but there is this problem with the ears and tail, and it. I could see her look and knew she was really turned on, too. She tried to act all indignant and told Bob firmly, "Away, varlet! Remove your lowly hands from my person!"She jerked one foot away hard enough she knocked over one of the unopened paint cans behind her -- it clattered to the floor and rolled around.It startled her; she turned around and jumped back. Conveniently, Bob stood up and caught her by the elbows. He called out, "Watch out! The Paint Monster's loose!"NATALIEPaint Monster? Why. I've never had an orgasm," she answered. "Well, I've got 2 questions. How do you know and why not?" How I know is I've been reading a few magazines, and some things online. These women talk about the fantastic orgasms they have. I know from their descriptions that I've never had one. And 'why not' is a long story." You mean dad never ..." Your father was wonderful provider, honey. But he was just a fucker, not a lover. And I was just a semen receptacle, a cum bucket."Oh, this just kept getting.