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Chapter 26: THE CORE TEAM

That night b**st was still not back. I wasn’t exactly worried, he was a big boy after all. It was just that I missed him. Only two nights but it was everything going on, the information flowing in, the meaning of all this information, and the action that need to be taken. I need him with me, involved in the process. I rely on his balance for me.

So when during the night I had a dream with b**st in it, a gentle dream of him teasing me, licking my body, my face, it was comforting. When I started waking in the morning at the first light, birds becoming active and singing, calling with the new day, I remembered the dream. Or, at least I remembered the feeling of the dream. And, groggy, not asleep and not awake, when I felt a warm mass against my back I was further confused. One part of me accepted the feel of b**st next to me as the norm while another part was struggling to make me recognize that b**st wasn’t here, he was still outside. As the conscious part took hold, I put a hand tentatively behind me and touched, then stroked the mass behind me and snuggled back into it. Sometime during the night he had returned. The ‘dream’ perhaps wasn’t a dream after all. b**st may actually have been licking me when he returned in the middle of the night.

I rolled over and knelt beside him and look at him. My mate sleeping peacefully. Suddenly, I recognized my body and soul change. Just seeing him there relaxed me, comforted me, gave me a new confidence and dedication to take on the challenges I had laid out for the coming weeks. I found myself smiling, looking at him intently, I felt my heart rate had increased. I looked over him to the lagoon. This was the time for my morning swim, before he woke, while the day was still new, quiet, and at peace. But my eyes dropped right back to b**st. No, not this morning. For some reason the swim would wait today but b**st couldn’t, or more accurately, my need for b**st couldn’t wait.

I watched him sleeping. He had licked me last night upon his return. That I was now confident in. Perhaps for the same intention. Perhaps he had wanted me then, needed me then, as I now wanted, needed him. He hadn’t wakened me. He hadn’t insisted at the moment and gave in to letting me sleep my sleep. Perhaps my expression in what I thought was my dream had convinced him to leave me in my contented, blissful sleep. Even more reason why I wanted, needed to be with him now.

I knelt and crawled to him. I kissed and stroked his face. I moved down his body, stroking him, occasionally giving a kiss as I went further down. Reaching his hind legs, I reached between his legs and felt his sheath, rubbed it gently, very gently. I stroked back further and found his balls, stroking and cupping them and stroking back onto his sheath, feeling the tip of his cock peeking out from his sheath. I used a little more force on his top leg and he slightly rolled allowing more exposure and easier access for me. I immediately went to his protruding cock tip and licked it, sucked it, kissed and repeating the variation from one to the next until several inches were protruding and I could actually suck the cock into my mouth, sliding it in and out for the inches available.

At this point there was movement at his upper body. I pulled off, sat back onto my heels and looked to him smiling. He said to me, ‘I tried waking you last night. You wouldn’t so I just cuddled into you.’

‘I thought I was dreaming. I wish I had known it really was you.’

‘Have you already been for your swim?’

‘No. Not this morning. This morning I wanted you more, needed you more. The swim can wait. b**st, I need to feel you inside me. I know it has only been two nights and we have been separated before, but with all the changes, all the intrigue, I feel like your presence, you contact is more important for me now. Is that silly?’

‘Yes, that is silly. But that is what, who you are. I understand you have these feelings that I don’t understand.’

‘Thank you, b**st. So … can … I mean you …’ I was stammering on my desire to be with him and how to move on it.

‘Alexa? That is what you call a blush? Are you blushing, Alexa? With me?’

‘I don’t know why. I feel silly doing it but it is not something you can control. I am feeling vulnerable and exposed for some reason. My love, devotion, my need. b**st I want you in me now.’ I took control of myself if not him and got up and went over and bent over the fallen tree to put my ass at the ideal level for him. In position, he came up behind and licked my ass and between my legs several time before jumping up and clamping onto me. He slid his hips forward until he made contact and made adjusts until he was in direct contact with my cunt. He slipped inside me and waited a moment for me to adjust to him. Then he moved forward a little further and thrust deeper into me. Readjusting his position for the final time, he began fucking me in earnest. He was deep, and the sensations of my cunt wrapped around his cock and the stroking, caused his cock to grow and release his pre-cum which increased the slickness beyond that already provided by my wet and ready cunt.

Almost immediately his big cock was getting harder and growing once moving inside, and with that growth getting longer and thicker, filling me deeper and more completely. How I loved this cock! “b**st! Oh, yessss, you feel soooooo good. I love your cock, b**st. Please fuck me, give me everything, I want your knot, too.” My words seemed to spur him more. He grew more, he thrust and pumped harder, quicker, more urgently. It was as if he intended to push right through me, to go deeper than ever before. When I felt his knot outside my cunt lips, I moaned at the touch and thought of it. His knot was huge and completely filling. Taking it was always a chore, having it was always utter and complete wonderment. I love fucking b**st. Always did, from the first time when we were both captive trying to survive until the Predators could rescue me. I was his and he knew it absolutely. Regardless of what other cocks I got (which seemed numerous, I admit), his was the one I would always come back to and wanted above all the others. Not only was it big, with a huge knot, but it was attached to b**st and the emotional and psychic connection we had.

I pushed back against him, wanting and needing that knot inside me. “Push, b**st. Give it to me. Stretch my cunt open to give me that wonderful knot. Oooohhh, b**st, yesssss, make me yours, again. Dominate my body, tie me to you in the most base way, giving me your cum. Please, b**st, give me … ooooh … yes!!”, I screamed the ending. The knot slammed into my cunt. A steady, unrelenting determination of pressure and final thrust and it was deep inside. He stopped, breathing, me gasping. My toes curled as I stood in front of him, bent over supporting us with my arms pressed into the tree trunk. Gasping from the effort and final entry. But then he started, again. As he would, as he always has. Inside, his long cock nearly bottoming out, his thick cock being enveloped by my cunt, his knot stretching my cunt walls. Each time always feeling like going to the maximum but always the same cock, so always a wonderful sensation of full, complete, owned. And so consumed, I start an orgasm. I try raising up, for who knows what reason, and I can’t with b**st on top. But I press up. As if aching to take him deeper. He continues his thrusting into me. I am still, hanging onto my senses by a mere thread it seems, my body tense and expectant by the orgasm washing through my body; no, more like crashing through my body. Tense, my body, arms, legs are shaking, quivering. I can’t stop them but don’t want to, don’t want anything but to feel it, experience it, and absorb it all. But as I slowly ride this orgasm down the other side, I feel him tense, becoming rigid inside me and tightly controlling me with his front legs. Being held against him tightly he presses in hard, driving his cock and knot deeper and he twitches and jerks inside me. Then he spurts and spurts and spurts his cum into my cunt. I can feel it pulsing through his cock, spurting out and hitting my cunt walls. All the sensations magnified as his orgasm sends me right back into another. Not quite down from the previous, I am flying, again. Higher this time. Desperately holding onto my mind, my being, as my body is now owned and no longer mine to control. The orgasm owns me and carries me, leads me through shocks of impulse sensations coursing through me. Then … I just collapsed.

I didn’t pass out completely, I just collapse. I was supported by the tree trunk in front and his cock and knot in my cunt. Luckily, he lowered himself to his knees so I was supported by my knees. It is definitely a different feeling being suspended by a cock in your cunt.

‘Alexa. That was intense. More intense than ever before. Why?’

‘It is why I had such an overwhelming feeling of need for you, b**st. There is so much happening, going to happen, possibly could happen. But you … you are my base … my foundation I can build on. I was desperately wanting that, needing that. The two, the need and the physical, combined for an explosive reaction.’

He said, ‘And one I thoroughly enjoyed, too. You are okay, though, Alexa?’

‘Yes, my big guy, you make me more than okay, very much more.’ I get up and wrap my arms around his neck. ‘I love you so much, b**st.’

I walk with shaky legs to the water and sit down in it and lay down so I am covered. b**st comes and sits next to me as I relax. He asks if anything new happened. I repeat the information from the dolphins. He says, ‘So, you have worked out the communication with them now, too. I suppose they were also playful?’

‘Well, yes, they were. Actually, we were. You don’t mind me being with them, do you? It was okay before.’

‘Alexa, we do understand you. What you are, what you need. There is no jealousy, no problem for me. All I care about is that you always come back to me. That this is your home and it is with me.’

‘Always, b**st. You know that is true. The others are fun. You are for real. Our intensity is the sign of that realness for me.’

I go for my swim and consider our options. I believe it is time to approach the clan with our proposal for a team and the preference for the two males Gongon identified. On the way back we will stop at the village and make the same proposal but will not expect them to assign active participation. But, at that time we can determine when or if the people from the other village are intending to return.

Swimming back across the lagoon two dolphins come to me. They seem excited. I stop and tread water and notice that b**st is now watching curiously. “What’s up guys?”

“Alexa, one of us stayed behind to monitor. But another ship has arrived. They unloaded another of those ‘cannons’. The ship that left to make room was loaded with cages. We saw them loading. In the cages were the gorilla and people. There were other a****ls you have not described to us. We thought you would want to know.”

“That is very helpful. Thank you. We are forming a group of species to coordinate our information and actions for the benefit of the island. Can I consider you as part of that group we can count on to help?”

“Yes. Yesterday one of our kind was captured and taken. We do not know what has happened to it. We will assist you, Alexa.”

“Thank you. I need to share this information.” And I swam hard for the shore. Reaching the beach I relay the new information to b**st as I walk into the supply cave for weapons. “b**st, what do you think, bow and lance or the gun, also?”

‘The gun, too. Time to make a show of determination. The clan, first? Then the village?’
‘I think so, don’t you? We expect support from the clan. We can take them with us to the village and see what their response is.’

‘Agreed. Alexa, don’t forget your clothes for the village.’

b**st and I go in search of the clan. They don’t have a set spot but move around along the mountain. When we find them we seek out Gongon for support for our idea. Gongon leads us to the rest of the clan leaders and we present our proposal for a core team for the purpose of providing patrolling of the area, recon of activity beyond the area, and any initial offensive or defensive action that might be called for. Gongon identifies the two potential candidates he would like to see join the team as representatives of the clan. He explains his reasoning for selecting them. I stand up and add, “I think it is important to use unmated mature males for his action. There will be an element of danger. We have already seen the potential in past conflicts and as related by the people from the other village. I have also learned that both clan and people are being captured and taken away on the ships in cages. I think males with family should remain with the clan and their families and provide protection here.”

The leaders like our proposal and reasoning. They give their approval and pledge any support we need. To my surprise they make a stipulation that the team set a priority of finding and making contact with the other clan and determine their needs and report their situation back to this clan. As we are in agreement someone is sent to bring the two males into the meeting. Interestingly, their very invitation to attend such a meeting is an immediate status recognition in the clan. As a result, as Gongon indicated, there is no question but they will willingly and gladly participate in the assignment.

I said, “Thank you. Thank you for your support. Truly this is a dangerous time for all of us. Although Gongon was instrumental in our development of this idea, I am pleased and encouraged by your support from this council. I submit to this council all that I can do to protect and serve your clan. I am humbled to be provided the opportunity to serve you and this clan. I know that I am but a female human lost from her own place and people. Your clan befriend me and my mate, b**st. You accepted us as friend and equal. I know I am unusual still in your eyes. No, it is true. It has to be true because it is true. I respect the openness and the sharing and the respect you have given to me and b**st.”

The leader of the council stood on his hind legs and extended himself to his full height. He was old but still an impressive male of their species. He said, “Alexa, you thank us for our acceptance. You praise us for our strength, determination, resolve. Yes, as you say we are different. That is obvious. But we are also NOT different.” He looked around the circle of the council and noticed the two males arriving. He pointed to a spot in the circle – what an honor to be in the circle – and then continued, “We are twice as large as she. We have the strength to tear her in pieces. But, who among us would want to face her in battle?” There is only negative shaking of heads. “Alexa, your courage and fighting skill has been spread throughout the clan. Gongon provided verification from firsthand experience when you came to the assistance of his family. You thank us. Good. But we thank you. We honor you for your service to us. The members of our clan speak of you and your sacrifice. It is only fortunate that you are still here. And still you are here tonight to help us more. You speak of the dangers of this team you will form and you are correct. There will be danger. You are wise in designating only unmated males as potential candidates for this team. These two were chosen from all the others. You are wise, Alexa. Mated males should be with their families for protection. But, Alexa, you and b**st are mated. You do not have a family, true. But you excluded yourself and b**st from your own rule. We will not argue the point because I do not believe you will exclude yourself. The truth is the team needs your leadership.”

With that stated, partially for the benefit of the two males called in, the council quickly gave the two young males expectations of the formation of the team and the council’s endorsement. Their selection was identified as an opportunity and honor for them. They were tasked with serving the team well in all function identified by me as the leader. And in that service in the team they also served the clan.

Then, after some discussion and additional comments, an interesting suggestion was added from the council, “We also suggest the team make the same effort to finding and making contact with the other village and determining their needs, also.” To me it was very interesting that they made that request. I wondered if the people in this village would offer to contact the other village or the clan, if that would place them into danger. There were some younger people who seemed to be stronger willed but the village was run by a council of older men.

After the breakup of the council, b**st, Gongon, the two new team members, Daggo and Tamack, and I continue the discussion. I serve as translator between the species. We discuss and agree that to satisfy the expectations for the team that we will need to meet with the village immediately as a group. Then tomorrow we will meet at the clearing with the statues and begin establishing patrol and scouting procedures and coverage. After several patrols and scouting trips as a team, a schedule will be established so at least one of us is in the jungle on patrol every day.

The first order of business was the village. As a group we prepared to go down the mountain. For that purpose I retrieved my clothes from my backpack. It will be interesting if the people surprise me and assign members for the team. Will I need to be wearing clothes more often?

Entering the village we created nearly the same reaction as last time. The elders did not seem to appreciate our continued visits. We stood in the center of the village and listened to the complaints from the elder leaders. I tried translating the important parts to the team. Finally, I was able to speak, “We do not mean any harm or disrespect. We are here to seek your input and guidance if you are inclined to participate. We four are the first of what we hope to become a larger inter-species first response team. We felt it worthy to have a group that could provide patrolling of the surrounding areas, some scouting further out occasionally, and defensive actions, if necessary. As I said, so far it is the four of us and we have committed ourselves to this effort. What I want to know from you is if you will also support this effort actively with members and/or aid?”

The elder said, “No. We gave our response last time you came. We will rely on peaceful means as we always have. We will not be a part of any form of military action.”

The young man that was vocal last time stepped forward. “I don’t think that is the wise course of action in this case. I will volunteer.”

I looked at him and the woman and c***d looking on nervously, “Do you have a family?”

“Yes, here. My wife and c***d.”

I look at him and smile. I walk over to him and put my hand out to the woman. I say to him and her, “No, I appreciate your willingness. However, our rule is that members of our team must be without a family of their own. This venture could very well be dangerous. We believe that sooner or later the dangers will come here. We believe that men with family should stay with the family and provide protection here. These two are the strongest unmated males in their clan. They were selected by their council and they accepted. I believe this is a sound qualifier.”

Hearing no other offers, I turn to the village group and thank them. I say to them, “In that case we will not bother you unless there is imminent danger to the village. However, there is one more thing. The people from the other village. Where are they?”

They stepped forward. I addressed them, “We will be going to that side of the island in several weeks to see for ourselves what is happening and hear what has happened. If you were intending to return, you can accompany us.”

They look at each other and there were nervous nods. One said, “Yes, we would like to return. Please come get us when you are ready. Thank you.”

And that was that, as they say. Not surprising but still surprising. With all the evidence of impending danger increasing, they still want to sit on the sidelines. So we left. Outside the village we stopped to review the village discussion. I asked Daggo and Tamack to report this meeting with their council and we parted ways with the intent to meet again in the morning.

I was very pleased the next morning. Tamack and Daggo were waiting, ready and appeared eager. Their enthusiasm was refreshing after the visit to the village. The next days were spent as a group walking the boundary we established that we felt would provide sufficient warning if intruders approach. We determined and agreed on vantage points to use for viewing over a greater distance. Established primary routes to check more closely that seemed more obvious paths into our region. After we all felt comfortable with that we journey further out from that zone to look for changes and signs of any new intrusion. We decided after a cycle of this that the patrols would be daily by at least one of us. The scouting further out would be by two for support of each other reasoning that the further away, the greater the potential of danger. After about eight days of this we had all been of joint patrols and scouting trips and each had been on solo patrols. Everyone expressed comfort in the process and confidence in the system.

One night, recognizing that the team was comfortable with expectations and responsibilities, it was obvious to me that it was time. While snuggled into b**st at night under the moonlight, I softly said, “I think it is time.”

He replied, “Time?”

“Yes. I think it is time for the four of us to bond. To develop our commitment to each other as the core group.”

“You’re ready to fuck them.”

“Well, to put it crudely, yes. I am.”

“Okay, let’s propose a scouting trip covering a couple nights. Maybe going West and then North to the edge of the plains and back to the river. That should be sufficiently far compared to the range of their clan.”

So the next day we proposed an extended scouting trip and identified the general region. They were actually quite excited. Neither had been nearly that far from the mountain slope in the past. So it was decided and we informed the clan council of our absence for the next few days. I instructed as we went on the proper military manner in which we should proceed. Never clustered, but staggered and spaced well so the group is never an easy target. Tamack and Daggo were quick studies and both b**st and I were impressed. After traveling all day we looked for a suitable camping site with water and food. The jungle makes both easy.

That night I made a fire. Then one of the gorillas went off to find their food, b**st went off to find some game. I searched for additions like nuts and fruits I was fond of and any small game if it was around. b**st caught a large rodent of some kind which I skinned and cut a chunk off that I could cook in the coals of the fire. The Gorillas were wary of the fire. If I truly thought we were being pursued or trying to approach someone, I wouldn’t use a fire. But we weren’t. This was more of an exercise than real scouting.

After everyone was settle and had eaten, we sat and discussed what we had learned, what we expected to find. General discussion to make each participate and engage in the activity of looking to see as opposed to happening to see something.

Once we were settled and quieting from our conversations, I looked at the three guys. The more I watched them in silence the more curious they became. Finally, I crawled over to b**st and put my arms around him, hugged him deeply and kissed his head, face, and mouth. I then turned to the other two and crawled over to them. I had long since removed my boots and all weapons strapped to my legs and back. When I was near them, I looked at them and then at b**st. I said to them, “Have you heard stories around the clan that I am mated to b**st?”

“Yes.”

“It is true. b**st and I are mated. We are partners in every way. We were stranded here together. But even before we were stranded here we were connected. He saved my life and I save his at the same time a long time ago and a long way from here.”

“Alexa, where are you from really?”

“A long way from here, both of us are. But we are not from the same places.”

They were asking questions, first one, and then the other. “Alexa, please. We are a team established to face danger for our clan and each other. We will put ourselves in danger for each other. That is what our little group is for, isn’t it? To establish commitment to each other for the greater community safety?”

“That is very well said. Yes, that is the purpose for our team.”

“Then, don’t you think we deserve to know more about you and b**st? Don’t you think you can fully trust us?”

I look at b**st. I could not argue with the reasoning. It was harder to come to grips with the fact that the reasoning was coming from a gorilla. “Yes, you are right. There will be a lot of sharing happening this trip, but this first is to be open with you. You have to understand that we have not told others because we are not sure we will be understood or accepted. But I will try with you.” I took a deep breath, returned to b**st and looked at the other two. “Okay, have you sat at night and looked up into the dark sky and seen all the little lights?”

“Yes, of course.”

“We are from out there. All those lights in the night sky are the suns of other places. Like the sun of this place that lights the day and warms the air. Do you understand?”

They look at each other. Daggo says, “You mean that those lights are like our sun and those suns have places like this? And you are from one of them?”

“Yes. b**st and I are not from the same sun. But we met at his. That is where he saved me and I saved him. We went away with others who were even different from us. They left us here.”

I watched them. This was a lot for them to digest. They started quietly discussing this and I worried that they might back out of this whole concept.

Tamack said, “We do not totally understand if you are not from this place and you are from out there how you got here. But we believe you. We have no reason to doubt anything you tell us. We are interested in your other comment. You say that you and b**st are mates in every way. Does that mean …?”

“Yes, it does. We are truly mates. Different species is not a limitation for us. And, since we are a close group and we are working and living and sharing so much for each other … well, I thought …”

I got up and walked to where they sat. I knelt down in front of them. Now, in this moment, with the atmosphere of anticipation, my nakedness was apparent. Not just to me, but to everyone. Although I am normally naked with them, now with this anticipation, my nakedness makes that part of me exposed and obvious. Perhaps for the first time with them they see me as more than an alien who is accepted by the clan. For the first time I have become a female. And to these unmated mature males, that was powerful. I went to one and then the other and put my arms around their neck, hugged them letting them feel my breast against their chest, I held their faces and kissed their face and then their mouth. This was all new to them. Over time it wouldn’t be as Gongon and Landda learned in following my experimentation.

I stepped back and looked at them. One said, “What about b**st? I would not want him angry.”

“b**st knows I have a deep appetite for sex. He allows me to share knowing that I am his.” I went to the closest and leaned into him and said, “Lie back and let me help you.” He did without a thought. I let my hand drop to his groin and search out his sheath. I rubbed while looking into his face. When his cock appeared, I lean down and licked the tip, sucked in the tip between my lips, played with it with my mouth until more came out. I then move to the other and repeated the actions. I didn’t bother trying to keep track of their reactions any longer. I was intent on satisfying them. Their first time with any female and it was going to be me!

I had them lying side by side. I went from one to the other. Keeping both of them hard and exposed. When I had them fully exposed from their sheaths, I ran my hands up the chest of Daggo and extended my body to his. I put my lips to his. He didn’t move. I put my tongue out and licked his lips. I pulled back and smiled. “Open your mouth, let my tongue in.” He did and I did. He slowly relaxed but didn’t know what to do about the kissing, the way I was doing it. That would come. But I did know what instinct would have him able to comprehend and fully participate in. I leaned into him I slowly slid back down his body keeping my body tight against him. When I slid down far enough my groin came into contact with his exposed cock. I wiggled my bottom until my cunt was just seated over his cock. I looked into his eyes, feeling Tamack watching us. I slowly lowered myself down his cock taking more and more into me. Squirmed against him and he groaned loudly. I stroked up and down on his cock. He was reacting and tense. I didn’t want them to cum quickly. I wanted this to be special, to last, to be remembered and always compared to in the future.

So I slowly raised myself up and off him. He groan his frustration but I just step over to Daggo following the same process until I was lowering cunt down over his rigid cock. Lowering until I was fully penetrated by him. Raising and lowering, looking him in the eyes. Making him fully aware of my deliberate action for him. Looking for his reactions and watching for him to get too excited. That was when I got up and off him and transferred back to Tamack. Back and forth. Keeping each near the peak but not letting them over the edge. Keeping them highly sexed without attaining the release they thought they wanted. Thought they wanted because this was new and the sensations said, cum, climax, release. But the stimulation I wanted for them was to be prolonged, delayed, extended, just short of that physical release. Rising up and off one to move and sit down on the other. They no longer considered the other. It was just their next chance to be encased by my cunt, my hot, my wet, my clenching cunt around their hard, needy, pulsing cocks. Both were now beyond just hard. They were rigid, tight with need, twitching at the next contact by my cunt opening. They groaned and moaned. Unabashed, no self-consciousness, no restraint. Now was the time. They were ready and so was I. I was hanging on to my own orgasm, desperately to match one and then the other. Could I do it? Could I orgasm with the first and the repeat, re-peak with the other? That was my goal. To fully share with each at that exquisite moment for each. For each at their first time.

I was on Daggo when I felt his cock twitch inside me. I looked into his eyes and they were rolled back and his breathing was heavy and labored. I reached over to Tamack and took his cock in my hand and stroked him, keeping him ready. I raised up and looked at Daggo. He opened his eyes and saw me and watched my face. I hung above him with just his cock head inside me and while looking into his eyes I dropped down hard, fully taking him to the full depth and we both came at that instant. I let go of Tamack and fell into the chest of Daggo, rising and slamming down a few more times as he spurted his cum into my cunt, over and over. When he was just about down from his climax, I raise off him and moved over to Tamack. My cunt was still spasming, opening and closing of its own will. I held his cock up and sat down hard onto it. He immediately jerked inside me. He was just as ready and I followed a proven technique. Poised above him, looking into his eyes, dropping in one full penetration. He started spurting before I was fully down. And the realization of what was happening and what I had managed to given them sent me right back over the top and into another orgasm. This one tagging onto the ending of the first. I fell into Tamack and clung to him. My cunt spasming, my legs quivering.

When I was recovered, I looked up at Tamack and then over at Daggo. I raised up off Tamack’s cock. They were both conscious but numb to the world. I walked over to b**st. “I suppose you watched that whole sordid event.”

‘Of course. I needed to know if my mate satisfied them or if I should be embarrassed.’

“Oh, right, listen to you. Well, personally, looking at them I’d say this was a success.”

‘Personally, me, I think we are lucking you didn’t kill them.’

I snuggled into b**st and the camp went quiet. I’d say mission accomplished. One happy group.

* * * Part 27 will follow * * * Thanks for reading.