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Part III
After a cheerless, hungry night, Argus roused himself early and crept back to the edge of the high grass. He knew he wasn't the smartest faycat alive, but he had an obstinate streak to him, and he was damned if he was going to waste away without a fight. We need to learn more, he thought. And so he spent the next few hours observing.
The gazelle girls seemed to love two things most of all: playing and lounging. Their games included tag, hide and seek, blind girl's bluff, and styling each other's hair. When not at play, they napped anywhere it suited them. But they were clearly light sleepers. If a bird chirped, or a twig snapped, they were on their feet and glancing about them. At all times their alertness and grace were evident, and when they ran, so was their speed. How could you bring down something so fast and agile? It hurt Argus's already aching head to ponder that problem.
Well into his vigil, he discovered another thing they loved: making love. Just fifteen feet from where he sat hiding, two of the girls who'd tormented them yesterday lay down and began to pleasure each other. It was the pert blonde who'd stuck out her tongue, and an equally saucy-looking black girl (this one wore a pink top). They cuddled for a while. Then, when their excitement had built, they took down each other's panties. Such pretty little muffs! And the scent of their pussies: sweet yet vinegary! Argus didn't think he could take much more; but he forced himself to keep watching. Each girl now teased the other's cunt with her tongue. In little time at all, the tongues grew stiff, and when that happened, their owners thrust them in, deep and hard.
"Mmmphhh! Mmmmpphmmphh!" they said.
That was enough for Argus. He started to trudge back, wondering if he had anything of value to tell the others. As he walked, his mind touching on this or that subject, something occurred to him that made him come to a sudden stop. "Let me think; let me think," he said. Yes, it seemed he was right; but he'd have to run it by the others.
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