" Your woman may be fleet-footed, but no one's that fast," Brick said. "That explosion was about a half mile down stream from where the path ends. Eit...er she sprouted wings, or..." Or we got company," Niko finished as Brick turned him loose. "Jesus. I have to find her." I ain't leavin' Lorette." You see to her," Niko said. He pulled his gun from its holster at the small of his back. "I'll find my wife. Get Lorette out of here."Brick headed back to the cabin with a speed that belied his big. Coach Grisham was waving for me to come off the field."Great block," someone said when I reached the sideline. I just nodded as I looked around for Jason.Someone ran over with a water bottle. I accepted a quick squirt of water before turning to watch the kickoff. The kick was short and one of the blockers tried to field it. It slipped through his hands and Adrian landed on it, giving us another possession.I looked over at Coach Grisham, but he waved me off. The offense took the field and tried. His face was no longer calm, it was tight with the control to not take over, to let her explore him at her leisure. Taking pity on him and not able to take the light thrusts much longer, Clara picked up the pace. Picking her hips up and engulfing him in her sticky wet heat, faster and faster. Bending back to her original goal, Clara took his left nipple into her mouth, rolling it with her tongue. Manolito thrust his head back into his pillow. He didn’t know how much more he could take. He could. The drive to the base of the walk wasn't that far, and once again, she drove. They parked, and each took their pack and camera bags, and set off at a leisurely pace. They talked as they walked, about photography, and life in general, what they did for a living, kids, and their respective late spouses. It was a time of discovery for both of them. They snapped pictures as they walked, the forest greens, the sky blues, and wispy clouds that had floated in for the time being. The day was.