She never could stand contacts and tried very hard to find and wear stylish frames.Still, things could be worse. She could still have that damn lisp s...e'd had when she was a kid.Belatedly, she realized that the murmur of conversation from her passenger had stopped. She scrambled for a new topic to get things going again."You're not getting a case of cold feet are you, Tracy?" She risked a glance over at her flawlessly light brown skinned and best friend since college Tracy Smith.Tracy's full,. I hoped he would fuck me. I got my clothes and put them on well enough to be able to walk to my car. I was still buzzing and really horny as I walked out and around to my car. I saw the back patio of the bar had some patrons on it, and I remembered the little store. I walked up to the gate and walked onto the patio. I went into the store, and I looked around for a minute before I realized that there was no one else – including staff – visible at all in the store. I looked through some gear,. I looked to my left straight out the French doorsto the sun coming up on the horizon and off the water.I startedwalking towards the two doors when I caught a glimpse of Luke's foothanging out of his blanket,I think it was the golden light hittingthe veins in his foot.I kept walking towards the doors staring at theveins in his foot.As I was walking I was following one of his veinsgoing up to his tanned shin.My pace must have slowed down because iwasn't getting closer to the door but my eyes were. Or they were trained not to bite hard which ever the client wanted!Their job, the dogs and the training was for the most part to tree them, so that they could be shot with a combination paint ball and tranquilizer gun. Once shot their limp naked bodies would be taken back to the lodge and then be hung up by their ankles, their pussy's would be shaved and there pussies would be eaten either by the hunters or they could let the dogs eat and fuck them along with pictures of the hunters face.