I could see her eyes glowing as I rolled into my blanket. I was almost asleep when something came crashing through the woods and sped on past our camp... a deer I suppose because right behind it came a good sized black bear, galloping on all fours and so intent on the chase that it ignored us completely.I had jumped out of my covers and lifted my musket without thinking what I was doing, and when the woods quieted, the girl looked at me rather strangely. "Were you scared?" she said quietly,. “Now, can ya get me a pack of Winnies? I need a smoke after that!”She burst out laughing, and I started laughing too; I had to sit down, so I pulled out of her, and sat on the bed next to her.“God, I would hate to be called Cheryl,” she said. “Same as a guy being called ‘Wayne’, those names seem to have that negative connotation. Seriously, making love with you is pretty damn good though, I love how you know just how to play the roles that I want.”“I enjoy playing those roles with you,” I. "I said, "Ummm," or something equally intelligent.Kim handed me my backpack. "Anyway, Amy asked me to give you these. Your books are inside. You left them at our place this morning." Thanks," I mumbled, blushing with the absurdity of the whole situation."You're welcome," she replied, and then she asked, "What do you think of Amy?" I think Amy's a very special person, umm, not that I don't think you're a special person too. Uhhh..." I stammered, too embarrassed to come up with anything better.My. Moving her hands she felt a warm blush creeping across her cheeks, shivering as the winter chill hooked its claws into her once more, the memory of the car ride up playing in her mind again, the drive through the mountains in the dark. Her husband at the wheel, Jenny keeping him company while Ryan ran his fingers teasingly over the seam of her jeans and toyed with her zipper, his smile gleaming in the moonlight, amused by her inability to stop him. Heart pounding, recalling how she’d spread.