" It doesn't sound like you're all for it," she said, softly."I'm just horny out of my mind," he said. "Pay no attention to me." I could help you," sh... offered.He took her hand."I love what we've done. It has been unbelievably satisfying. But I can't help wanting more." I know exactly how you feel," she said, pulling him into a loose embrace. "What if we tried something new?" The only new thing I can think of is the thing you don't want to do for three more days," he said.She bumped her loins. "We have our own business to attend to. Where exactly do intend to travel? How long do you intend to stay?" Well we intend to travel north, wish to trade furs with the tribes in the lands there. How long we stay I cannot say, we trade until all our goods are gone and we have enough to turn a profit. Who knows we may sell it all in the first village and return within a month, or we may have to spend the winter here and not return for a year."Paul thought about it "As I said we have our own. She was nearly my height, but slim and toned. Her skin was light, and she had obviously spent little time in the sun. She moved with the grace of a predator, and her eyes never left me as she approached.I tried to focus on her face, for all she wore was a golden cloth tied around her waist. Her breasts moved in counterpoint to her hips; they were smallish and capped with pink nipples like berries. Her tiara and ring shone with pure gold and purple gems, and she wore gold and purple sandals. As. Dean and I had known each other since grade school and we had been friendly and not so friendly rivals for years. We'd fought on numerous occasions and the score card was pretty much evenly split as far as wins and losses was concerned. With Dean the only way to go was straight at him.Dean owned a one man appliance repair business and I found him in his shop digging through the guts of an old Kenmore washing machine."Hey Harv, what can I do for you?" You can put my mind to rest Dean. Either.