" I said expecting some smart ass comment in response. But Kelly just look at me with a glare in her eyes and seemed rather angry. "Alright, alright w...'ll just call that one a draw." I said trying to calm her. As soon as the last word left my mouth, Kelly pounced. She swung her leg over and straddled me around the hips and grabbed me by the hair on the back of my head and yanked forcefully. My eyes were locked on hers, almost as if in a trance. "You think I'm gonna let you get away. Now, I decided to check whether she was sleeping or was awake as she was young & anxious about all this things, moreover she liked my touch, I moved my hand away from her ass, after a minute or two, she gave a moment & pushed her body towards me without turning. I was ready for this situation so I moved away, she waited for 5 minutes, growing impatient she poked me, signaling me to please rub her ass without looking towards me, till now both of us were covered in a blanket & our eyes were. ”“Will they kill us?” I asked her carefully.“You, maybe,” she shrugged. “Maybe they want iron?” she added thoughtfully.The Indians were still talking and gesticulating and pointing at everything in our camp. One prodded me thoughtlessly with a spear and I had to jump back a bit to avoid being skewered. Another brave hit that brave and shouted something at him, clearly telling him to be more careful.“They think French buy you,” Mataoka translated.“Can you understand them?” I asked her,. Finger moving to his lips. "And so it is."He kissed it. The tip of my finger. Gracious. Eager.I almost felt sorry for what I was about to do.Almost.*****With his mouth.And so, it shall be. He reclined on my bed. On his back. Vulnerable. His wrists strapped down, spread far from his body. His ankles, still in those boots I find so irresistible, spread equally, locked down.A tight black t-shirt. Black jeans. A belt -- hanging open a little, the buckle silver.And a tight black velvet blindfold.His.