" I tell him, looking down at my feet; fucking dickwad. "Naturally." he says smugly."Okay, you get in contact with your people then get back with us,...we'll need to know how long we'll have to wait." I explain to Fred. "Of course, of course..." Fred pauses for a second, crunching numbers in his head, "Come back tomorrow, I should know when it will arrive by tomorrow." he tells me."What time?" Maybe..." he looks at the ceiling, "One, no two pm, no one. Come back tomorrow at around one pm.". .. I was in the camp when you killed Threm." He swallowed again before continuing, "We ran... to find Broc. What else could we do? A spear that kills without a man... and... and... sticks that fly with the quickness of thought bringing death from the sky. It was too much for us to understand, this flying death that leaped, invisible, upon us from a great distance. What else could we do? We went to find Broc." Did you find him?" Yes. But when we told him of Threm's death by the flying spear, and. Mike was watching and stroking his hard cock. I walked on through and to the kitchen. I grabbed another beer and went back to watch. Mike was slowly sawing his cock in and out of my brides smoothly shaven pussy while he held her hips. I sat in my recliner so I could see, I watched his balls slapping my wife's pussy lips for a good five minutes before he pulled out and stepped aside. John took his place and began fucking her with hard fast thrust causing her to grunt and moan while holding Tim's. And he’s not that easy to scare.”“Well, whatever happened, the point is that he has my van, and letting your lovebirds’ quarrel aside, I need it today.”“We need to find him first,” Ayn said with determination. “So, do we take the buggy now?”“What other choice do we have? At least, he cannot go too far. The van needed some refueling. Let’s just chase the tracks. The winds haven’t been too heavy last night.”Ayn nodded. What could have made Xav run away? He could pretend all he wanted that he was.