Their golden eyes piercing the very souls of their weak prey. With hungered snarls and growls they closed in, slowly inch by inch making their circle ...maller and smaller.Ready to strike they lunged up, only to suddenly stop. As a deafening roar sounded from within the depths of the forest. With the dying of that horrible roar the forest and everything within it went silent. Nothing dared to break that forced calm. Nothing dared move, nothing dared to even breathe. Even the large beasts were. " She replied."Yes you do, Riley. Riley, I know. I saw you and Brian making love the other day." I said quietlyThere, it was out.Riley was stunned. Her eyes widened as she searched my face for the truth.She slowly set her wineglass down on the coffee table, "Oh god, Jon, what are you going to do?" She asked, horrified.I took her hand, "Riley, Riley, I am not going to do anything. I am just making sure that you and Brian are okay. Trust me on this."She was crying now, as she looked at me sitting. Jasmine tried to resist the desire to stimulate herself, but the feeling of her fingers rubbing past her clit was too intense to stop. She closed her eyes and bit her lip to stifle a moan as she stroked herself, feeling her muscles tense and her pussy tingle. Shivers went down her spine and she clenched her thighs. Jasmine opened her eyes. She didn’t have time for this. Regretfully she took her fingers away from her pussy and turned off the water. When the water had stopped running, Jasmine. She was in a sundress.I said, "You look beautiful as usual." She smiled.I got cold Cokes for the cooler and preflighted the plane while Karen was in the restroom. We got off at five-thirty.Karen wanted to talk more about my stations in Alabama. I told her a little about the stations and how the link with WSM worked. She was very interested in WAPI television.We landed in Maryland at the historic old College Park Airport, refueled the plane, parked beside the 94th Aero Squadron Restaurant that.