Now, I began to realize I was the one who was mad for her. "Can we stop?" she asked as the sun began to drop from the sky. "I'm hungry and I need to s...tretch my legs." It amazed me, but in our own special tongue, we were beginning to be able to communicate. "Yes, Elsie," I replied. Even then, just saying her name made me smile and I dismounted to help her from her pony. I started a fire while she cared for our horses and by the time the darkness fell, we had our meat cooking over the open. So they resigned to being apart for the holidays.They did the best they could with remote sex. Sadly, it seemed that their twelve-year tradition of climaxing together at the stroke of midnight on New Year’s Eve would end. Trying to make the distant sex special, they did a week of abstinence before the practice run on Christmas Eve.Christmas morning, after breakfast with his sister, Brad retreated to his bedroom to cam in private with Janet.“I don’t think taking a week off helped,” she lamented.. I promise you, I will not hit on her, not at all. I just want her to get connected with the club members. When you get back, you can even tag along if you want when we go out. But, I doubt you will want to join us."Matt had been listening quietly to Marc and had not said a word. His head was ready to explode, but he bit his tongue. If he could get away with it, he would kill the black bastard at the other end of the phone. But at least he had won some time to think about things. He agreed to. The park itself was big, being a large public garden the size of a small field, acting as a space for people to breathe and relax. The land was flat, a long rectangle with trimmed grass that was laying limp on hardened soil,. Tall iron fencing lined around the perimeter with hedges lined inside of them, not as tall but offering some seclusion at shoulder height. On the grass were bushes, public bins and a few wooden benches which stood at the sides of the pathway that cut through the grass and.