We will have to hunt again soon.Afterwards he eats little, and then he comes near me. I see that he is not at ease. “Do not call me that name again,...” he says. “It is shadow. It is another shadow, but still it is shadow. In the now they call me Lone One, and it is who I am.”He says this with much strength, and then he goes for a time to be by himself. I do not understand. Why would one wish to not have his own name? But I will do as he asks. I will speak to him as Lone One in the time to be.But. "Well. here in England, women don't fight over other women. At least I hope not!"She thought about this conversation while Viola was away at work. Would she lose her one day in the same way as she had won her? Would she be obliged to defend her right to this submissive and captivating blonde with her tender smile and sweet adorable body? After the battering she had endured, whose effects had still not worn off, she wasn't sure she fancied ten challenges a year - which was what Rashumba had. I looked at her for clarification. “You not busy?” she continued. Was I dreaming or was she inviting me to eat with her?“I'm not busy,” I stumbled.“My apartment,” she said quietly, averting her eyes as if she had made a mistake but it was too late to change it.“I would love to,” I said, picking up the baton of positivity.“Which wine?” she persisted. I gestured to the sparkling wines and said, “I'll bring something good.” Showered to pristine condition, I dressed smart/casual and put on a blast. It was a little uncomfortable but I really wanted him to continue.Sandra licked her fingers and rubbed my clit. Little by little I relaxed and the discomfort turned to pleasure. It was incredible, his cock sliding in and out of my vagina and her fingers massaging my clit. I was writhing about, tensing and pushing my head back into the settee. For a minute it was wonderful then suddenly I was in heaven, I felt a massive orgasm building up then I gasped "I'm cumming!" I tried not to scream as I.