My skin tingled with excitement as my pants dropped over my smooth muscular thighs exposing my rigid 7" cock and my bubble ass. When I unbuttoned my ...shirt I brushed my hard erect nipples sending shivers down my back into the crack of my smooth shaved ass. I stood and looked at myself in the wall of mirrors. Tall, good looking, smooth and muscled from years of training to race bicycles, My nipples stood out and I nearly swooned as I pinched them and rubbed little circles around them. My. "There are two tribes of great wisdom and sophistication," the shaman said. "They are both tribes that live in caves. The Cave Painters excel in the arts, but the Cave Dwellers excel more in craft and medicine. Our tribe excels in bravery and cunning in the capture and hunt of the aurochs, but we have much to learn from the tribes of the caves."Glade was invited to stay with the shaman and his husband in the oxen-hide shelter they'd erected in the branches of the oak trees where most of the. Using the word maybe in reference to the state of something or someone will take the effect of making the following statement true, valid once a day. (e.g. "Maybe you really do love wearing pink clothes," or "Maybe you really are a titjob addict.", or "Maybe this is a naked beach.") Cannot be used to give the user instantaneous or global power that will render the triggers useless.(The catch: the part explaining the "maybe" trigger will be in the back part of the letter, and the reader of the. "I smiled. Finger moving to his lips. "And so it is."He kissed it. The tip of my finger. Gracious. Eager.I almost felt sorry for what I was about to do.Almost.*****With his mouth.And so, it shall be. He reclined on my bed. On his back. Vulnerable. His wrists strapped down, spread far from his body. His ankles, still in those boots I find so irresistible, spread equally, locked down.A tight black t-shirt. Black jeans. A belt -- hanging open a little, the buckle silver.And a tight black velvet.