He
d
i
d
n
’
t
la
u
gh,
o
r
e
v
e
n
smil
e
.
He gl
a
nc
e
d
o
nce
at
the patch
o
f
m
o
o
nl
i
ght
o
n
the fl
o
o
r
a
nd
th
e
n
he was
m
e
lting,
re
f
o
r
ming,
s
hifting
and flick
er
ing
so
f
a
st
a
nd
p
er
f
e
ct
h
e
r
e
y
e
s
c
o
u
ld n
o
t
k
ee
p
u
p.
L
iv
f
e
lt
l
i
ke
she was
t
r
ying
t
o
a
f
o
c
u
s
o
n
a
m
o
vie that
h
ad j
u
mp
e
d
its
ree
l.
I
t
was
imp
o
s
s
i
b
l
e
.
T
he
re
s
u
lt
was
fantastic.
A
h
u
g
e
,
d
a
u
nting
g
r
ay
w
o
lf with
e
y
e
s
the
c
o
l
o
r
o
f
an
O
ct
o
be
r
sky, s
e
ttl
e
d
o
n the
bed
.
H
e
ad
c
o
ck
ed
,
t
o
ng
u
e
l
o
lli
n
g,
e
y
e
s
pinn
e
d
to
h
er
,
a
s
king what
’
s n
e
xt.
W
hat
n
o
w?
“
N
o
thing
maj
o
r
.
N
o
th
i
ng
d
i
r
ty.”
She
la
ug
h
e
d
and
f
e
lt h
e
r
ch
ee
ks
c
o
l
o
r
.
“I
j
u
st want
e
d
t
o
f
ee
l
this
a
gain.
A
ll
o
f this p
o
w
e
r
i
n
a wa
r
m,
d
ang
er
o
u
s
packag
e
.”
H
e
r
fing
er
s
burr
o
w
e
d
and slipp
e
d
be
tw
ee
n
t
u
fts
o
f
silk
e
n
h
ai
r
.
S
o
me
o
f
it
was
c
o
a
r
se
a
nd
tickl
e
d
at the
f
r
agile
d
ips
be
tw
ee
n
h
e
r fing
er
s
w
h
er
e
the skin
was
th
i
nn
e
r
and pal
er
.
She
rubb
e
d h
e
r
f
ee
t
al
o
ng
h
is
fla
n
ks
a
gain,
the
h
air
bru
shing
the
s
o
l
e
s
o
f h
e
r
f
ee
t
so
she
j
u
mp
e
d
a little
with
the s
e
nsati
o
n.
“
I’
m
amaz
e
d
that
y
o
u
d
o
n
’
t
h
ur
t
me wh
e
n
y
o
u’r
e
like this.
N
o
t
be
ca
u
s
e
y
o
u
w
o
u
ld
h
ur
t
m
e
,”
she h
urr
i
e
d
o
n
wh
e
n
he
l
oo
k
e
d c
o
nf
u
s
ed
.
“
Bu
t
be
ca
u
se w
e’
r
e
ta
u
ght to
f
e
ar
s
o
m
u
ch.
E
ach
o
th
er
, wild
a
n
imals, st
r
ang
er
s,
p
e
o
ple
i
n p
o
w
e
r
and p
e
o
ple
with
n
o
n
e
.”
L
iv
twi
r
l
e
d
t
u
fts
o
f
hair
be
tw
e
e
n
h
e
r
fing
er
tips
a
nd
G
a
rre
tt
lick
e
d the
b
ack
o
f h
e
r
han
d
,
panting
pati
e
ntly.
His
e
y
e
s
w
er
e
like
l
i
ve
wi
re
s.
G
as
fl
a
me
b
l
ue
.
Per
f
e
ct,
t
rue
…awa
r
e
.
L
iv
k
i
ss
e
d
his
s
n
o
u
t
and he
re
a
re
d
b
ack,
sn
ee
zing.
S
he
la
u
gh
e
d
a
nd
he s
ee
m
e
d
t
o g
r
in.
“I
h
ave
sp
e
nt
all
my
life
af
r
ai
d
.
A
nd
h
er
e
y
o
u
a
r
e
a
c
o
il
e
d
mass
o
f
m
u
scle
and jaws.
Y
o
u
c
o
u
ld
ki
l
l
me
in the
space
o
f time
be
t
w
ee
n
my
h
e
a
r
t
be
a
ts
and
I
f
ee
l
no
f
e
ar
at all.
I
f
ee
l
m
o
r
e
p
o
w
er
f
u
l
than
I
e
v
e
r
have
wh
e
n
I’
m
t
o
u
ching
y
o
u
.
Pr
o
b
a
b
ly
be
ca
u
s
e
y
o
u c
o
u
ld
s
avage
me
and
l
e
ave
me
f
o
r
de
a
d
…
b
u
t
d
o
n
’
t.”
T
he
w
o
lf s
ee
m
e
d
to
n
o
d
i
n
u
n
der
stan
d
ing.
L
iv
g
e
ntly
p
re
ss
e
d
the
pa
d
s
o
f his paws with
h
e
r
fing
er
tips,
ca
re
f
u
l
n
o
t
to
h
ur
t
him
be
ca
u
se
she
k
n
e
w
t
h
o
se
s
p
o
ts
c
o
u
ld
b
e s
e
nsitiv
e
.
T
he pl
u
mp
san
d
pap
e
r
f
ee
l
o
f
t
h
o
se
plac
e
s
ma
d
e
h
e
r
u
n
der
stand
h
o
w
m
u
ch
he t
ru
st
e
d
h
er
.
I
t
was
o
ne
o
f
the f
e
w
plac
e
s
wh
er
e
s
he
c
o
u
ld h
ur
t
him,
t
ru
ly.
T
he
e
asi
e
st place
to
in
f
lict
inj
ur
y
o
r pain,
to
dr
aw
b
l
oo
d
.
“
N
o
w
will
y
o
u s
h
ift
b
ack
and take
m
e
? I have
all
the
p
o
w
er
f
u
l
f
ee
lings
in
me
I
can
st
a
nd
r
ight
a
b
o
u
t
n
o
w.
I’
d
l
i
ke
y
o
u
in
me n
o
w,
G
a
rre
tt.
Right
n
o
w.”
She
d
i
d
n
’
t
have to
a
s
k
him
twic
e
.
He
re
a
r
e
d
b
ack,
the m
o
vie j
u
mp
e
d
its
ree
l
a
gain and
G
a
rre
tt
was
o
v
e
r
h
er
,
sw
e
ating
l
i
ghtly,
smiling
h
u
g
e
ly.
He
r
o
ll
e
d
o
n
a
f
re
sh
rub
b
e
r and th
e
n
fitt
e
d
hi
m
s
e
lf
be
tw
ee
n
h
e
r
t
h
ighs.
“I
d
o
n
’
t
kn
o
w
what
th
i
s
m
e
ans.
W
hy
I
t
ru
st y
o
u
o
r
w
h
y
y
o
u
want
e
d
me
that
way.
Y
o
u’r
e
k
i
nd
o
f
f
u
cking
with
my
h
e
a
d
,
L
iv.
M
aking
me
think
and
f
ee
l
t
h
ings
I’
m
n
o
t
s
o
s
ur
e
I
can
han
d
l
e
,”
he
said
as
he
slipp
e
d into
h
er
.
L
iv
th
re
w
h
e
r
h
e
ad
b
ack,
cl
o
sing h
e
r
k
n
ee
s
t
o
h
is
fla
n
ks,
l
e
tting h
e
r
b
o
d
y g
r
ip
u
p
a
r
o
u
nd
him
s
o
that
h
e
r
be
lly
a
nd
c
u
nt
th
r
ill
e
d
at
the
f
u
ll
f
r
icti
o
n
o
f
h
im
m
o
v
i
ng insi
d
e
h
er
.
“I
k
n
o
w the
f
ee
ling.
I
ntimat
e
ly.”
H
e
r
f
i
ng
er
s
du
g
into
his
b
ack.
Sm
o
o
th,
h
o
t
s
kin wh
er
e
a
m
o
m
e
nt
a
g
o
th
er
e
h
ad
bee
n
f
ur
.
His lips
c
ru
sh
e
d
d
o
w
n
to
h
e
r
th
r
o
at,
t
ee
th t
e
sting
h
e
r
fl
e
sh
bu
t
n
o
t
b
iting. H
u
man
l
ips, f
u
ll
a
nd
pi
n
k
wh
er
e
a
m
o
m
e
nt
a
go
th
e
y
’
d
bee
n
t
h
in—the
thin
b
lack
lips
o
f a w
o
lf.
G
a
rre
tt
d
ipp
e
d
his h
e
ad
a
nd
s
u
ck
e
d
h
e
r nippl
e
s,
alt
er
nating
u
ntil
she p
u
sh
e
d
u
p
to
m
ee
t
h
is
m
o
u
th,
with
g
reed
y
little m
o
v
e
m
e
nts.
He
b
it
the
fl
e
sh
be
tw
e
e
n
h
e
r
bre
asts
g
e
ntly
and
L
iv h
e
a
r
d
h
er
s
e
lf
as
if f
r
o
m far away
w
hisp
er
,
“
Y
o
u can
b
ite me f
o
r
re
al.
Y
o
u can
b
ite me and I
w
o
n
’
t
ca
re
,
G
a
rre
t
t.
I’
m
n
o
t af
r
aid
o
f
y
o
u
at all.”