Rough Diamond

Molly nodded and looked around herself as she moved forward and climbed up the tree. "Yup," she said and suddenly just flipped over to land on the inside, completely disappearing from view. She smiled as she saw that everything had been left just the way she liked. Moving to one side, she slowly moved what appeared to be a stone and moved half way out, smiling at him.

"Hehe, totally fun to do."
 
I smiled back ' care to give a hand? I have an issue with my leg.....' I held out my hand smiling as Molly was obviously comfortable here
 
She crawled out from the bottom hole and went over to stand beside the horse. She held her arms around, a silly smile on her face. "Sure, you jump and I'll catch ya," she joked. "I have extra bandages in case we need to change them. Although, there's no comfy pillows, but that's something you'll have to deal with."
 
'no pillows?' I look offended but smile and wait for Molly to be ready before sliding off the horse into her arms
 
"No, no pillows, well, you for you at least," she said as she stumbled a little, realizing just how heavy the man was. Biting the inside of her cheek, she muttered something about horse shoes and pigs. "But don't worry, it's still rather comfortable. I placed all weapons within arm's reach. Well, my arms anyway."
 
"'course I do. I have been on these trails most of my life," she shrugged, then shook her head. "Nope, no fire. But we do get some small candles. Fun, ain't it?" A silly smile came across her face.
 
'sounds loads of fun Molly!' I crawled into the hole - dark and secure I settled in a corner and waited. Pulling the fern branches under me to keep the damp earth away and sitting on my bedroll
 
Molly crawled in after him, and rested her head on his shoulder. "Now, see, I get a nice pillow," she smiled before letting out a sigh. "What do we do now? Wait?"
 
'I guess so Molly.' I moved closer to her and pulled the blankets around us to keep out the cold. 'are you warm enough Molly?'

we watched as the line of light just visible outside the hollow disappeared - I moved to place a broken branch against the hole to keep out the worst of the cold and returned to Molly
 
Molly squeezed her eyes shut. "I like the cold," she said. "It's nice and cold." Her body relaxed against the ground, her eyes looking at the opening. She stretched her arms out, her black hair covering her eyes.
 
'why do you like the cold?' I lay down next to molly - my head propped on my hand - watching her in the fading light
 
"'Cause, I don't like the heat," she replied moving her arm across her eyes. "Everything's better when it's cold." She turned over on her side, giving her back to Cole. "Anyway, 'night!"
 
I smiled and lay down behind Molly - pressing into her and wrapping my arm over her - resting it on her stomach.

'Night Molly'
 
I felt Mollys breathing and pulled her closer - my hand sliding her shirt up a little so I could feel her warm stomach - I rested there - my breathing deepening
 
She felt her eyes close, but her mind wouldn't let her rest. Still, she didn't object when she felt his hand on her skin. It was nice feeling the warmth of a person, instead of an animal. She listened for his breathing pattern, almost as if she was waiting for him to fall asleep. Which was exactly her plan. The tree wasn't exactly the safest thing around, but for shelter, it was great for Cole. With his leg out of the way, she had a feeling Will had the advantage. As soon as he was deep enough in 'lala land', she begin to track down Will.

Even if she had no clue where to start.
 
Molly didn't move - her breathing remained steady. I felt myself stirr and my hand rose up Molly just to the swell of her breast pulling her in closer to me
 
"That better be a cat, Cole," Molly threatened, as she moved his hand down, her voice taking a low growl. It was too close for comfort. But slowly she fell asleep, her body curling against herself. "Horsie... gravy...bullet...."
 
Softly I cupped Molly breast - caressing her nipple until it stood erect - the reaction in me must be obvious to Molly now
 
Molly's eyes sprang open and she shoved his hand away, grabbing a near by gun and aiming at him. She spoke in the native's language, "Never again without my permission!" she cocked the safety off. After a moment her eyes closed and she curled back into a ball. Never fondle a seeing Molly, the few that did where missing hands. Quite literally.
 
Molly continued to sleep, her body tossing and turning like a small kid. She didn't realize her shirt was slowly rising, revealing her scarred tummy. She mummbled once more in her sleep. "No... piggies! Piggies!"
 
I watched her sleep - I'd noticed the scars when I touched her but the extent shocked me. I leaned over and pulled her closer, just holding this time 'shhhh Molly, you're safe. I promise'
 
Molly curled against him, resting her hand on her stomach. "Molly be good," she said softly. "No piggies." She was having a bad dream. At least she was trying to wake herself up. "She behave... hungry."
 
gently I hold her - trying to reassure - but as the dream worsens I begin to shake her 'Molly - it's Cole- wake up - wake up' my voice getting louder
 
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