There are few better feelings as those you experience outdoors, in the woods, in the late fall. The trees have lost their leaves, the winter cold air ...has moved in from the north and occasionally a fresh blanket of snow is on the ground. Today was no exception. I was out in the woods, in my favorite stand, watching and waiting. The others in my group all split up and were spread out within the five-hundred acre woods we were hunting. The bluffs of northern Wisconsin along the Mississippi River. I knew how to cool him off. I don't know why, but when I went off the pills, which Lucille was still providing, I saved them instead of simply throwing them a way. That very evening I pulverized a double dose and put them in his after dinner drink. In the morning, another such dose went in his coffee. At last I found a use for all those pills. It took about two weeks for him to show the first symptom. He was suffering from morning sickness.I remember that. I thought it was the flu. I encouraged. I work insome big informatic company as a secretary, having to respond to phonecalls all day long, answering to people needing an appointment with myfat and bald boss. God, I hate him. He's in his late 50's, and his agesuperiority makes him think that he's almighty. He doesn't respectanyone the slightest, and I hate that.As of me, I'm a 25-year-old male, completely normal, sometimes invisibleto other persons. I have brown hair and eyes, like the majority of thepopulation. I'm not what people. Every part of my body tingled, electric currents seemed to travel from my breasts, to my caramel colored nipples, to the deepest core of my pussy. I clasped my hands against my thighs to keep from exploring the sensations, knowing full well it was up to him to tell me when and what I could feel. He released my mouth and began to let his wide hands roam over my chest. His long fingers teasingly traced the folds and lines of my D-cups, then quickly found my nipples, twisting them painfully. I.