"This is really beautiful. And it smells like you!"The ogre laughed and rubbed his face with the scarf."It's called silk. The pattern you see is a '...aisley' design. It'syours to keep if you would like it."The ogre looked at the scarf and then at Petra. Petra could see thatthis was a bit difficult for him. She gently took the scarf and placedit around the ogre's neck and shoulders as she had worn it."There! It looks even more beautiful on you than on me anyway. You maykeep it as a token. Having a blast. Curtain wide open, as I continue my assault. Using my finger tips, scratching down your chest knowing it drives you wild. Kissing biting and nibbling your neck down your chest, twirling my tounge around your nipples. I love how you squirm beneath me. You reach for your pants. "If you take them off I stop. No touching no releasing." Your cock gets harder pressure building. Your face filled with bliss, your eyes rolling back. I love this control total utter control. "You have no. “Here, put these clothes on, they’ll be more comfortable. You’ll catch your death with those old rags on anyways.” “He’ll catch it anyway.” Jake thinks and chuckles. Jumping at the chuckle, the stranger turns around and looks at Jake. “Sir, are you okay? Are you sure you don’t mind me staying here?” “No, no, I’m fine and of course I don’t mind. But I have one question. What is your name my good friend?” Jake whispers in his ear and gently licks the stranger’s earlobe sending shivers down his. " I approach the body. It's the body of a young woman. It does look like she was beautiful when she was alive."How old was she?" I ask, stunned by the young corpse."I think about 20," he says. "See what I mean. She was a hot piece of ass, wasn't she?" He looks at me with a big toothy grin. I look down at the corpse. The body looks so alive. I can tell it's a dead body. The skin has the pale, blue coloring of the dead and she lays very still, more so than any living body can, no matter how deep.