It is said that, sooner or later, you see and meet everyone at the Carmel Post office. Each morning around nine, after a bracing walk on the beach, Ki... would drive to the post office, park and go to their mail box. Each morning she saw an air mail letter, her heart would pound, for it was bound to be a letter from Hank. Each day without a letter was a disappointment, and she tried hard to conceal her hurt. Hank had written only twice since he left, and both letters were short and vague.This. Precious indeed were her Gifts, and Boots wondered why this male had them.As a male he was unable use those wondrous legacies meant to enrich thelives of others. She had considered that perhaps in this one's last lifehe might have done some terrible wrong and was being chained to this maleclay as his punishment on this turn of the wheel.Boots discarded that notion for while fate might condemn such a one to alower form to learn a lesson, but never would it sanction this slowendless torment. No,. Allowing his hand to brush across her nipples. Her nipples react favorably and quickly hardens bringing his mouth to her neck he kisses her. Placing his tongue on her warm body. Licking and kissing over her shoulder and towards her chest, he feels her breathing change to a long drawn in breath letting it out with a soft moan. He removes her lacey bra. And continues to kiss his way across her breast reaching her now hard nipples he runs his tongue across her nipples with a circular movement. He. “Maybe we should stop. Lets push the Jeep off the this road.We both got out. I reached in the middle console to get my gun. I placed it in the back of my belt. I grabbed both back packs. I handed Jaymie her pink bag. She smiled. She grabbed some water bottles. I then covered the Jeep in broken branches and palm leaves. I looked around. The moon had come up. It was a full moon now. There was plenty of light as we walked toward the crashing waves and the small house in the distance.I kept looking.