TJ plugged his leash into Orville's hard suit,"The food on this bucket tastes like wet cardboard." So?" We can do better." So?" You can condemn that c...ooker." Yes, but I wont while it is still functional. And if it goes down, we are eating that crud cold, because it will take at least five days to get the equipment 'boarded'. Then we'd have to pick up the replacement and that takes another two days. Ain't gonna happen and I hate that crud even more when it's cold." Have we got a place we can. The Samourai keep two swords – I’m told that the second is used for ritual suicide should the unfortunate knight be captured or dishonoured. A man like me would never be so foolish. I keep mine strapped to my back, and I can retrieve it easily with my left hand by reaching up and behind my shoulder. As I rose up, I plucked the short sword from its scabbard and brought it in a high arc into the neck of the man on the right. As I turned to face the next opponent, I saw that Rodrigo had done his. I had to let her know that we give off different smells and womens feet sweat smell completely different. And delicious. I cited my girlfriend's feet as an example. Conversations went on and subjects changed. Her feet were all I wanted to think of. And those flats. I prayed for the opportunity to dive my nose inside them. The anticipation gave me an erection. I looked her in the eyes with longing horny eyes. And back to her feet. I wonder if she picked up on my vibe... if she could read my body. We pulled up to the cabin and made our way to the front door. We kissed passionately and you could feel the heat between our body and the passion in our souls as we stood there kiss each other. It was a kiss we both had been missing in our life for sometime. We finally broke our kiss and I was working on unlocking the door to the cabin. Before we could get into the cabin we kissed again and this time our hands worked over each others clothed bodies. Me grabbing her hair with one hand pulling.