He touched the end of his nose with curiosity. "Yah, that's notmakeup. You pretty little doggy." The dark shiny patch around hisnostrils was a perfect... imitation of the tip of a snout. He opened hismouth, the lips considerably poutier than they had been previously. Twocute little fangs could be seen inside. She moved to place herself infront of him, kissed him sweetly, then attached a lead to the collar onhis neck. Diamante lettering on the front of the collar read, Fifi. "Youare such a good. Slowly he drew his fathers Ancient Nordic Bow and readied his steel arrow to strike.A Stormcloak patrol passed beneath him. "Damn you" he cursed as they moved on and in he distance he saw the large deer he had been stalking prancing away towards the lake.He slid down the tree after sheathing his weapon and walked towards Riverwood. As the morning wind blew through the trees Arngeirr ran his hand through his golden hair and approached Lake Llinalta. As he broke through the Tree line he breathed. There she would sit on the ledge and I would stand between her legs. We would kiss and pet until we could no longer stand it. We would have to get up and move on. Neither of us really wanting to stop. These times were many and pleasing to both of us.It came to pass that my aunt and uncle were going out of town for the weekend and I was asked to mind their house. To my amazement, as I told her about it, she asked if she could come over and keep me company. Certainly it was alright with me.. “I’m old, you’re young...”“I know how old you are, Jay.”“But...”She pulled her face back a bit. I started to let go of her but she shook her head. “No. It needs to be this close.”We gazed at each other for a moment, our faces only inches apart.“Remember when you stayed at your Dad’s right after your divorce?”“Yeah.”“Your mom had been gone a year. Your dad loved having you there. I came over almost every day, because that’s what we’d worked out. I’d come over, vacuum, do laundry, just help him.