back in the summer i would take her out into the country, we would go hunting rabbits, and have some great times stalking animals, hiding and setting up traps and abushes, she thought it was cruel and evil but she still thought it was fun..
she would tell me she felt safe with me and thats why she liked cumming with me..
as the night slowly apraches, the sky is become a deep red,
i would set up cosy camp site with a fire, a few bottles of wine in my back pack, food marshmelows, and after we cought some food i would skin, feather and cook it for us,
she would tell her friends about all the different animals shes eaten, rabbit, squrrel, pigoen etc..
so we are by the fire, warm and cosy, beautyfull night, getting drunk while eating speacialy prepared wild animals, slowly the mood is becoming ripe and the romance is being created, not through any false settings, but the simple beauty of being in the outside world, the wilderness serviving purly on natrual instinks... nobody else, just the two of us..
that is something that cant be compensated for...