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throw you down on a riverbank under the moonlight and make sure nobody was around so you could scream as loud as you wanted.”
    Veronique jumped at hearing those words come from his mouth . Did he just say what I thought he did? Letting her body betray nothing, she paused so his words could hang out over the water
    between them. She looked at him in total surprise.
    He just smiled, his eyes sparkling, and there was no mistaking the grin on his face. All she could do was look at him incredulously. Seeing him completely unfazed by the audacity of his remark, she could tell immediately that whatever reaction she made to his comment would not
    matter in the least. He knew exactly what he was doing and understood the effect it would have on her.
    She couldn’t believe how bold, how utterly
    arrogant he was being. Veronique had never seen this side of Ahndray and she felt herself oozing more of her warm fluid into the river. Her legs 30

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    began tingling incessantly. She realized she liked it. Liked him. Liked his attitude.
    Giggling to herself, she kicked her legs harder, enjoying the rush of river between them and up into her valley. She cocked her head to the side in her best coquettish pose and flirted openly back at him. “My dear, Ahndray. You wouldn’t have a clue how to handle a girl like me. But you’re right about the screaming part—we’d have the local police out here in minutes.”
    He remained unfazed, or if he had any of the same thoughts she was trying to force to the back of her own head, he didn’t show it. He simply smiled back at her.
    “Oh really? Well, Ms. Future Rodell, you sound a little too sure of yourself to me.” He looked up into the sky, sighed deeply, then turned back to her with a calm, confident gaze looking directly into her eyes. He seemed to be staring right into her soul, and suddenly, she felt like an object, his object, like an artist’s model or a muse. It was as if she being studied, admired and yes, maybe even understood.
    Veronique held her ground, but her world
    shifted and became a little wobbly.
    “But since you are still a single woman, Ms.
    Veronique, I don’t mind telling you that if you were mine,” he said gently, “I would make you scream with pleasure until the stars shook loose from the sky. They would fall to earth in long 31

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    silver chains and turn the Chamois into a sizzling steam bath. We would make love in the mist every night. Police or no police.”
    Stunned and completely unprepared for what
    she was hearing and feeling, Veronique continued treading water silently. Something bumped her thigh and startled her. Ahndray’s foot must have brushed against her as he kicked to keep his head above the water. At least, I think that’s his foot…oh my god! She backed up slightly. A warm current of water surged past her leg again.
    She nervously splashed water into his face and swam toward the riverbank. He treaded water right where he was, looked up at the moon, and began floating on his back again. As he swam in circles like an upside down dolphin, his swollen cock left a small wake behind him and he
    carelessly spit more water up at the moon. He didn’t even look where she was going.
    Veronique couldn’t dare stare at him any
    longer, but before she diverted her gaze to land, she got a full view of him and he was even bigger now! She couldn’t believe she was doing this, but her mind filled with visions of every forest fuck she had ever given herself and she knew she was ready—it was her time. She called to him from the riverbank and had to yell a second time before he began slowly weaving his way toward dry land.
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    that he traveled with provisions, and tasty ones at that. He had a blanket, almost a full bottle of last year’s Rodell Estate Bordeaux, two delicious cheeses, pate, slices of peppered veal, Serrano ham