I’d been trekking through this insane forest for far too long, and occasionally I’d spot the beast that attacked me. I knew it was the same tiger,... by instinct. Whenever I’d spot it I’d follow it’s trail for a while before letting off and scavenging for food. Water was not too much of a problem, within a few days of my abandonment here I’d found a brook running through the forest, with water that ran just clear enough. This was probably the only water source for a few miles at least, and so. ..” Xenophilius's voice trailed off. “I'll keep that in mind,” Arthur smiled, “Are you spending the holiday alone?” “Yes, yes,” he replied, “Luna and Rolf are with his family this Christmas.” “Then you must stay here a while. Molly's cooked far too much food, like usual,” Arthur lead Xeno into the kitchen. Albus followed them. He always found Xenophilius Lovegood to be an interesting wizard, if not a little mad. Always going on about Nargles or Nom-Noms or something. . ”“So get someone else to ask the questions.”What questions? We worked out an entire interview questionnaire that would help me think and talk like a ranch girl in Wyoming.Like Mitch when he wanted to know how I knew so much about ranching and cattle in Redtail, many of my readers have asked how I know certain things. Many have also pointed out mistakes that I’ve made. A few have been surprised to find out I was a man instead of a woman and have asked how I write women so well. One email I got. I could feel my insides stretching around the thick shaft but I was already so wet that it slipped in easily. He moved it in and out, going deeper with each thrust as he fucked me with it while coaching me “Yeah, baby rub that pussy. I want you to make yourself cum for me.” As he continued to penetrate me with the dildo, he moved up until he was kneeling at my shoulders. Taking his hand and turning my face toward him, he shoved his cock into my mouth. I began to suck his dick hungrily as he.