We lay next to each other, so close she was practically on top of me. I noticed she, too was waking. "Good morning," I said, "I think I've been dreami...ng about you." I pointed down to the bulge that was sticking up from the blanket. "I see," she said. My legs begin to quiver and my heart raced as I felt the weight of her hand caressing my thigh. A gasp escapes my mouth as her hand lingers between my legs and strokes the shaft of my quickly hardening member. Suddenly, my mind races as all. Let them play with your body, not with your mind. She could live with the idea — her body is just that, a body, the important thing is who she is, and that’s her soul. And to get to one’s soul, you have to get into their mind. There was no love or romance here, just sex. Those men didn’t want love, they just wanted a good fuck. They wanted to live a fantasy, where women were just sex toys. They tacked a game to it, to give it a bit more of a challenge, and a bit more of a surprise who they. I asked Karen if she’d gotten any lately and she laughed in a way that answered the question. I knew she had seen the photographer at dinner at the ranch, the night before we left. I asked her what she thought. Karen said, “I really need to soak in some sulphurated spring water Jade. I’ll bring my secret weapon bikini and a tent. I’ll have Sunny load up a couple of pack horses with extra supplies to explain my turning up. I’m going to bring a test kit and look around for scat and manure to test. "Mathew, I know that this may seem a little abrupt, but I always hoped that Jennifer might be regarded as a marriage prospect in your life. You must admit that she is lovely, and will receive a handsome dowry on her wedding day."I was caught flat-footed by this pronouncement of her desires for me and Jennifer. It really hadn't occurred to me until just now. That she was a female and desireable because of the smell, I already knew. As a marriage prospect, I had already generally eliminated.