Ever run on all fours, tongue hanging out, tail high? I was Vix. I was Nolan. Silvia was my mate. We were hunting an evil human. Part of me was emotio...less machine, totally logical if not exactly rational. Part of me was monkey boy and very emotional. Mostly I was HUNTER. Silvia and I were sniffing out that HoChaRa intruder—someone poaching on Vix turf. In the dream world I was seeing everything from the Vix viewpoint.Waking left me disoriented. My body was all wrong. I had experienced this. In each case except the Mustang driver and his female spotter Sara started with a short history lesson.“Winnie Mandela was the great man’s wife. During the ‘80s, she spoke of using ‘our boxes of matches and our necklaces’ against her enemies. Do you know what a necklace is? One forces a tire filled with gasoline around the torso and arms. Then sufficient lit matches are added. Winnie was convicted in the necklacing of a 14-year old. Now, you tried to kill our Jefe. Somebody got you to do that,. C. got out of the pool she would wrap a towel around her mid section but left her bikini top uncovered, she would often come out by the pool and hand us sandwiches and a drink. I always loved stealing a look at her breasts when she bent over to hand us the food.I would always be very polite of course and thank her “thanks mom you make the best sandwiches” ““Your welcome Mike, now Tony why can’t you bee more like Mike and be so well mannered” Which Tony would always give me an angry look for. Looking her over she noticed Britney's muscular thighs and nicely developed calves. She also couldn't help but notice her rock hard abs. The two circled each other cautiously and Britney was all smiles. "I'm gonna have some fun with you break some bones and mop the floor with your Tits , Tits," the cute teen taunted. "You're gonna be my little bitch." "I don't think so," Sharon replied as the two lock up. The nimble Britney quickly moves behind Sharon and grabs her tightly around her waist. .