Once he started getting sparks, he returned to the riverbank and gathered up some tinder. He ground some dry birch bark into a fine dust and struck th...e rock against his sword over it. It took several attempts, but some sparks landed in the dust and it went up like gasoline. From there, he built up a fire on the riverbank with all of the birch wood he had gathered. By the light of the flames, he started digging a hole using his sword and a metal skillet he found in the wagon.“Master, please. , Oh I don't know ... DAMN IT!! ... YOU KNOW WHAT THE HELL I MEAN! I've never seen you like this! What happened last night? Are you stoned on some kind of drugs?"Chrissie leered and said,"You mean I'm acting like a little whore don't you mom? It's ok mom. No, I'm not on any drugs mom, but I bet I would make a great whore, don't you think so too? You and daddy ought to know. Look at daddy's swim trunks momma. He has a huge hard-on! He wants to fuck me right now with his hard cock, don't you. We’ve prepared a guest room for your use while you are with us here … I hope you like it.’ She led me through the foyer and main hall to the stairwell curving to the second floor, ‘Mr. Emerly is currently engaged with one of his business associates, so we have plenty of time to get you settled in.’ At the top of the stairs she paused and opened the double doors to what she had referred to as a ‘guest room’. In front of me was a beautiful sitting room furnished in anti-bellum splendor. Vonne. 

My first message: “Hey, I may be crossing the limit here but I cannot stop looking at your arms.”Her: Arms? What about them? They look normal, isn’t it?Me: No, they are among the most beautiful I have ever seen!Her: Why? What is so special?Me: They are so smooth, so well-shaped!”Her: Yes they are, I do a bit of exercise to be fit.Me: But just how smooth are they!Her: How much have you felt them to say that? You have not touched me yet.Me: I want to, I want to keep my hands and feel it all.