I cross my arms and slide my hands up to my shoulders, stopping briefly when my fingers touch the thin spaghetti straps. As I let the music flow into ...y body and start seducing me, I slowly start my seduction of you and slide these thin straps over the smooth skin of my shoulders and let them slide onto my arms. My dress starts to fall from my body, caressing my skin as it shifts downward. The material holds firmly around my breasts and resists, resists letting you see me. Dragging the backs. After he had finished telling them everything, neither one spoke."What do you think?" I have never before heard of a girl with an interest in metal working." Little Hawk was as good at hunting as any other hunter in the tribe. His arrows flew straight and true, and he could carry the largest dead game across his wide shoulders. That said, Hawk was not a very deep thinker. He was not one who pondered over mysteries in hopes of solving them."I think she is trying to show you that she is. " I couldn't think, I said "This is a one time only thing right?" He said "yes." I didn't know what to do, I hung my head in shame and stood there. He said he'd call me Wednesday or Thursday to finalize plans.Wednesday came and Chris called about 9:00. I was so nervous I didn't know what to expect. He asked what time I get done at school Fridays and I said about 4:00 to 4:30. He said that would be fine and to come right after school. He lives about 20 minutes from my school but in the opposite. I suggested a game of tennis at the local park. It was early and it would be easy to get a court. I needed to take out my anger on something and it was either pound tennis balls or pound her. I decided to pound tennis balls first and pound my balls against her butt later.She agreed to the tennis game and said she would pack a lunch so we could make a picnic of it. She was good at that sort of thing. Joyce made a lunch of hummus and pita with assorted sprouts, rabbit food if you ask me, but I.