Two big eyes, reflecting red in the moonlight, stared up the tree at him."Go away to live another day, Pussycat. If you come up here, you're going to ...eet a shit storm of sharp objects headed your way," he yelled down to the cat.The feline stood on its hind legs, its front feet reaching an appalling distance up the trunk, and ... roared. The sound had so much volume and intensity that Morales could feel the tree vibrate, or maybe it was his own lungs responding to the vibrating air, but he was. I would always laugh it off and change the subject much to Dans displeasure.By now we'd brought our own home and I recall one night we where making love in the bedroom, all over the bedroom actually and at one point Dan picked me up and sat me on the window ledge (inside) and then opened the curtains as he knelt down and started teasing my pussy with his tongue I just lent back and enjoyed the experience not thinking too much about the curtains, as Dan encouraged me to stand facing the window,. As he was over me, the kids in the crowd encouraged him to beat the shit out of me. I guess that I was so weak that I posed no threat to him in this fight. Consequently, he got off of me and left when I capitulated. I went home dirty and defeated, but with new found respect for this foe. He could have easily beaten me senseless, but he didn't.Of course, the next day at school was hell for me since I had displayed my infirmity in the fight, no one, except my closest friends, had any respect for. ‘About another mile,’ he told her. ‘It’s just down the ridge on the valley floor. We’ll rest here for a few minutes and then start the last section.’ Dixie had been to the cabin several times but they’d always driven right to the cabin. This time they came in from the other side of the ridge line. As they rested Casey thought back to the events that caused him and Dixie to make this trek. Casey led the way up the steep ridge and down the other side to the cabin. When they got to the clearing.