I lay next to her, as she became motionless due to so many orgasms, and after I fondled her body all over, she managed to cool down. We had another ro...nd of drinks. I told her I will shave her so that she can enjoy much more. She was not sure what to do, but my soft convincing voice made her totally succumb to my wishes. I was very careful when shaving her, and left a hair line of Pubic hair, running over her waist just above the pussy, which made her look even sexier. Her pussy was almost. He pursued her until she jumped off the cliff and fell to death on that very rock. That’s the summer morning’s version. The winter evening’s version has names for the girl, the swain, and the laird. It has long speeches from all three and at least ten minutes for the chase across the top of the cliff.”“Thanks for the drink, the directions, and the local legend.”“Any time. Come back this evening, and -- summer or not -- you can hear other local legends from those who know them better. Some of. Assured after a good nights sleep that there was no need to get up,I slumbered on.I had heard no sound.I had no warning.I became aware that the equilibrium of my little world was being changed.Lying on my right side my dulled senses noticed a movement behind me.A vague sense of the duvet being lifted caused me no alarm,even when I felt the bed tilt under me.Gradually becoming more aware I heard the rustle of movement in the bed.Contact!Warm feelings flushed through my body as I felt her body. What the hell was that all about? He was left handed, so what? And there was hell again, what was that all about? Killer was known to be religious, a quaker or something, Ned had no idea, and what was this about hell? Thermic had to be something to do with heat, and exo meant giving out so endo must mean taking in. Oh, I see, he thought, is hell giving off heat, or is it taking in heat. How the fuck should I know? And moreover, I don't believe in hell, some little man with horns and a forked.