We just seemed to have the capacity to chat to each other with a freedom I had only ever known before with my mate Archie. We got to know one another ...ntimately- not physically, although we did kiss a lot- but intellectually. We discussed who we were, what we were. What we wanted. Told each other all about our fears and foibles. We became the best of friends long before we ever became lovers.Although I was obviously frustrated at my renewed lack of carnal activity, I fully understood her. The flash of Kat's eyes. The way Hunter shifted on the spot. Clenched my teeth. Who is he to her? I was desperate to ask her, desperate to get her alone and press her up against a wall with a kiss, to feel our child inside of her."Of course not," I said. "Stay the night. We have a guest room."I punctuated the last two words with a hard look. Hunter didn't meet my eyes when he thanked me.*The clatter in the kitchen told us that Hunter had offered to help Agatha with the dinner clean-up, leaving. She walked nearer to him, as she always did.Hyandai was no virgin, and he would bolt, as he always had, even when she was a maiden.Another step closer, and there he went, and she knew he would. She ran after him, her long, slim legs covering the ground in huge strides as she sprinted. The thrill of running took her, as always, and she laughed at the pleasure the release of simple exertion.I will awaken soon, she thought, it is almost the time. The beautiful stallion with the white horn turned. “Here, Johnny, remind Ivan what a cock-hound you are,” Stuart tauntingly said, as he harassed John by flapping his dick around.I was too intrigued to come to John’s defence, as John sat there red with embarrassment. After all, Stuart had a spectacular cock. As I sat transfixed, Stuart forcefully grabbed hold of John’s head and commenced smearing his knob over John’s face.“Ahhh, it looks like the cock-sucker is embarrassed,” Stuart patronizingly said.With an almighty shove, John pushed Stuart.