I pressed my advantage, finding her opening.I slid underneath her hands, then past the bottom covering, prying up underneath the string and pushing un...derneath the fabric.She was so vulnerable now.She was trying to make me stop, still unsure as to my real attention. I slithered up her thigh until I clung to her buttocks. My phallus found its way to her, a suction cup pulsing on the top of her sex, the perfect place to stimulate the female of this species.She stopped struggling.Her hands went up,. Every time I stopped he nosed my crotch to keep walking. I guess he was great motivation for me to keep my ass moving. I continued up the hillside till I reached the top. When I hit the meadow at the top I flopped down on the tall grass and wildflowers that grew in clumps and patches. I lay staring up at the white fluffy clouds, trying to catch my breath. The dog flopped down beside me and put his face on my belly. I scratched his head as I lay there resting. The dogs moved his head over my. He went back inside and retrieved his bow. He searched the whole area, piece by piece. Nothing. No sign of her or Dylan, no tracks, no nothing.He charged out into the woods, going back to where he remembered her lean-to had been. It was still there, and her tattered blanket was still there. The kids weren’t though. Shit! He was frantic, by now. He knew something was wrong. She’d never just up and leave, not like this. Never.He hurried back home, and searched the cabin in detail. He checked the. Claudia had sometimes felt like she lived in a third world country. Arkansas seemed so remote to her when she first moved there with her new husband, Josh Strangline. The internet had helped, because it was her window into the rest of the world, outside the Ozark Mountains that surrounded her with thick trees and winding roads. Moving to Kansas City had helped, but now there was the opposite problem. Traffic was so thick and fast that she was afraid to drive in it. Josh had no trouble, but if.