So.. at last it has come about. She disrobed before me and I always sleep in my loin cloths or naked, so, our chilled flesh warmed in each other's touching. She's tiny, delicate in a way I've never experienced in a woman, yet there's the tensil strenght of steel under her petite exterior. Maybe that's why we fit so well. I ran my hands over the sleek curves of her body, feelin the swell in both my chest and my cock. If lookin at her made me hungry for her, touchin just made me ravenous! She dint seem to mind all the scars I carry. My woman was so warm, so eager... her moans almost musical. Playing the instrument of her lovely body was exhilirating! I have been a liddle nervous about how we'd fit together, but she lifted up as I thrust down and it all seemd to glide into place. After that, I can't say I have verbal memories... just carnal physical visions. We slept in each other's arms. The next time... we gonna talk some too. We make each other laugh.

Saddleback

North we go. It's time. Sittin in the saddle gives me more time to think than I feel like I've had in a lifetime. There's a maelstrom whirling through my metal head. My son, my position in the clan and in the Tribe, Kaeli, even that beast we been calling dung all claim their own section of my thought process. Guess I'll hammer through this like I do plannin a project.
My son...just seeing him working with me in the forge heals a lotta wounded places in my soul. To have his courage and ingenuity acknowledged is massive! Already Tengfei Tetsuo has gained many accolades from our Ubar and others with age, wisdom. No matter who sits the greys, he'll do ahright.
Now for my life place. It's exciting to be able to create the visions that populate my creative spirit once more. I went on pilgrimage to the Sardar for many reasons, but Teran restricting me from manufacturing the pieces of my being that become treasured weapons rated high on the list. As for becomin a commander of an orlu, well, I'm a simple fella. My ten was good enough for me, but like my folks taught me, I'm gonna rise ta any challenge. If I can kill forty Alar with little ta no assistance, I can manage the runnin of 100 Tuchuk.
And Kaeli, ahh, sweet Kaekae. Purty much a forgone conclusion she and I will hook up in a serious way. Would like to meet her kids. The substitute father figures in my life have been varied - some annoying, some perplexing, one - in spite of his grandfather havin chosen to leave the tribe, along with his family - I'd like to emulate. He never made me feel less than part of his family and he did a magnificent job of raising my half sister Raven. I know Kae's kids ain't babies no more, but I'd like to be there for them like my momma's man has been there for all her offspring. Now, am I in love? Dunno. Can Kae accept a warm home and warm furs without havin the man providing them being in love wid her? I do have love for her, but I dun think women find that the same thing. As always, time will tell.