. . .Faycats are perhapsunique in hunting without either instinct or parental training to guidethem. They have to teach themselves how to hunt. Not on...y must they acquireall hunting techniques on their own, but they also must learn by themselvesthe magic that enables them to hunt at all . . . . From: MythicanPredators, pp. 35, 36. Part I It was mid-morning when Mama announced that her milk had given out. Arguswas thinking to himself how nice his next drag on one of her dugs would be—justa. Her dad smiled and then pressed Nick’s back, gently guiding him against the outcropping holding the soap. Nick bent over, presenting his ass to his father, who was now rubbing his own cock in preparation. He pressed the tip of his penis against the boy’s hole. He grabbed his son’s hips and then, to both Nick and Clara’s surprise, thrust hard into him. Nick yelled out in pleasure and pain as his father thrust into his ass. The man slowly pulled out again until just the tip was still inside. Only this time it was because I was so happy.She said we would be doing each other a favor and she may even get a promotion. She told me she wanted me to start on Tuesday morning! Then Nadine turned the tables on me and asked for my help."Now it's my turn Kelly. How am I going to get Paul's attention? I adore him and I'd like to get to know him better. What does he like to do?"I told Nadine she already had Paul's attention and I suggested she call him and ask him to take her to the beach. She. She was waiting for the man.. or men.. to begin binding her legs. But they didn’t. It was silent. ‘H.. hello?’ She tentatively spoke from her cries, sniffing and spitting out some gob from her mouth and nose. That was when she heard the clothing being rustled. Not her clothing. Someone else’s clothing. Her eyes bugged out inside the sack around her head, and she started to squirm and buck against her bonds. The laugher came back – hard to hear for Lynn as she was struggling so hard and her.