From the first moment she had entered His bed shehad worked hard. She ensured that His pleasure was paramount. She had sucked,groaned, opened herself,...demeaned herself, knelt and kissed. She readeverything she could on the arts of love, she hadexercised her body, her vagina.She could grip Him, milk Him, bring him close toorgasm and keep Him at that peak????.and in some strange way He became hers.She lay next to Him every night, teasing, totallysexual. She slept during the day and spent hours. " The face became that of an old wizened man. It lingeredlonger on James' face, a soft smile crossing its lips. "Become thatchild-man, and change it for the better." The face was instantlyreplaced by the laughing face of the coyote once again, whichcontinued, "But it isn't fair." What?" To go back, to do it all again, and to know the errors. Thathad been a dream for so long."Not fair at all, to let you have all the knowledge you do now. It'sonly fair if everything isn't exactly the same." The. . right? And, around the camp fire that night, maybe he could find a way to talk about all this. Share his wisdom. Demand they stop. Beg them to stop?The program for the day was to teach the kids gun safety and how to shoot, and then get the tree stands built. He had already planned that two hunters would sit in each stand, so they'd only have to build two. All that was required was lashing branches together to provide a place to sit. He already had a number of "instant ladder" steps, which. I practically begged her to slow down on the way back, and that after she let me stop four times. I was so tired when she invited me in to eat breakfast with her family that I turned her down. Even my teenage mind knew that my sweat wouldn’t go well at the breakfast table. She said I could go home and shower and come back, but I still begged off. I was that tired, so I could sympathize with Mr. Morales. He just doesn’t have a runner’s body.”“Well, he had better get one. I heard the Colonel was.