Ms. Woodhill stood up and shouted, “Tackle that pitcher.”The man with Ms. Woodhill laughed. He said, “You should be down there coaching that tea....”“Our goalie needs to intercept that ball,” Ms. Woodhill said smiling at the man beside her.“Where do you come up with those?” the man asked laughing so hard that he had to hold his sides.Ms. Woodhill put a finger to her mouth in a coquettish gesture. Batting her eyelashes at the man seated beside her, she asked, “Don’t you know that English teachers. Could Acou leap high, as I do? I think perhaps once he could because of what he tells me. She asks me how it is that he leaves the place where he is, and I say what he tells me.Then she says that Acou’s is a remembered shadow among humans just as another part of his shadow is remembered by Altauk and the others. She says the humans believe he goes to the land from when he leaps to leave the place. She says she is happy that he does not. She says Jerry tells her this tale, and that Jerry will be. After being in the cold outside, it felt VERY warm. This place was just as private as their own. It was a quarter mile from the main road, and had trees between the house and the road. Cathy had taken her out and showed it to her a day or two ago. They had two very nice ponds to swim in when the weather turned. She knew that Billy and William would do them like their own ponds, and make them just as nice. They had stopped to look at the horses. The horses had followed them around like overgrown. She did a little wiggle in the seat and produced her thong in her hand as if it was magic. She held it in front of her face and inhaled deeply. She then licked the wet spot where her pussy had just been leaking her love juices. She let her panties fall from her hands and as they hit the floor she looked at me with a devilish smile. “I love the smell of my pussy,” she said. She always told me how the smell of her pussy turned her on so. Our conversation quickly turned to what it’d be like for me.