It started with subtle glances across the bar, discreet touches as we passed each other. Within weeks things had progressed nicely. He’d come to joi... me at the bar, stand with his hand caressing the small of my back, his other hand resting softly on my knee. He was never assuming and this intrigued me, he was so different to the guys I was used to. But still I continued to maintain my distance, always leaving before the end of the night, never saying goodbye, and yet week after week he’d be. As she got over the bridge, suddenly out of nowhere she felt a gloved hand on her mouth, another around her waist and a feeling of falling backwards as she landed dress in the air, losing a shoe in the process under the bridge.It was dark and she couldn’t get her bearings, she felt the bile rise in her throat at the taste of the leather as she tried to cry out, the noise was muffled and nothing could be heard, tears pricked at her eyes and she could hear her assailant breathing heavily in her. "So soon, Lionel?" I didn't look down as I felt her tongue again."Oh fuck," I muttered as I began slamming deep and hard inside her back door. "You two sluts are gonna push me right over the edge!" I gritted my teeth, felt the stirrings of my climax build in my groin as my legs tensed. "Fuck!" "Fucking load me up, Lie!" Bonnie called out. "Fill my fucking asshole!" "Come on, baby, unload those balls in there!" I felt her hands on my ass cheeks as they clenched involuntarily, preparing the. "The next morning I was showing a group of teens my moths. One of the girls was fascinated by several — an arctid female I'd collected north of Cairns and an attacus wardi from around Darwin. I also had an arctid caterpillar, a rarity in my collection."They're beautiful!" Yes, many are. Some are drab, but Australia is rich in moth species." I showed her — and the rest of the group — my copy of Zborowski and Edwards. "It was published a few years ago by the CSIRO. It's an expensive item, but.