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All through the night I drifted in and out of sleep, safe in my Masters possessive embrace. I was finally pulled out of my slumber by a motion on the bed. I looked over to see what was causing the disturbance and what I saw made me stiffen immediately. Woden was on his back, and Manfred was laying on his back on Woden's massive chest with Woden's huge boner deep in his ass. Meanwhile David was kneeling between Manfred's legs holding Manfred's ankles spread high in the air while he shoved his dick in Manfred's already overstuffed asshole. Manfred let out a moan that was half pleasure and half pain. "That's it bitch, tell me how much you want it." David sneered, as he started sawing in and out of Manfred's bung hole. "Who's my little bitch in heat?"

"Please Sir, Don't stop!" Manfred cried out as a spurt of precum shot out of his throbbing erection. Woden reached around and started to slowly slide Manfred's sheath up and down his shaft while he and David alternately slid in and out of Manfred's abused asshole. I could see that Woden was intensely fucking Manfred and you could see that he was pulsing loads of Effects laden precum into Manfred, which had much more to do with making Manfred into a whimpering submissive little bitch than David's thrusting. But David was playing it up for all it was worth. Manfred was beginning to thrash from side to side, almost in a state of delirium. David was brutally jamming his cock up Manfred's asshole, grunting and looking down on him imperiously.

"That's the way a subby little bitch should take it from their ALPHAs. If you beg real good I'll cum in you instead of on you." David teased.

"Please Sir. Cum in me." Manfred whimpered, his eyes rolling up in his head from the effects Woden was pumping into him.

David and Woden made eye contact and Woden nodded his head. I could see Woden making the short sharp thrusts that usually accompanied a knotting. David jammed his cock viciously into Manfred. I could see his ball jump up as he started pumping manseed into Manfred. "Aaarrghhh!!!! Take my seed you little slut!" He almost yelled as he continued dumping his whole load up Manfred's ass. I could also see that Woden was fully knotted now and pumping his spunk to mingle with David's deep in Manfred.

After David caught his breath he chuckled a bit. "I guess I'm stuck in here until your knot comes down Master."

"I guess you are, but I don't think Manny will care." Woden replied with his typical barklike chuckle.

And he was definitely right, Manfred was barely conscious. Woden had stroked him off and was still gripping the base of his knot and Manfred was spraying his seed all over his own belly and chest. And it appeared he was not even aware of doing it.

My Master chuckled, "Last night after you and David were knocked out from effects, Woden and I double fucked Manny. He has to have so much effects coursing through his bloodstream by now that he is going to have an "effects hangover" for days.

It was only 3 AM so I fell back to sleep in my Masters arms until the alarm went off at six AM. All of us got up easily except for Manfred who still seemed to be heavily affected by the effects. He was a complete mess, the cum that everyone (including himself) had shot on him was completely dried, making his fur look like spikes where it clumped. As he got up and stumbled out of the room you could see cum dribbling out of his still gaping asshole. None of us could keep from laughing, fortunately for him he was too out of it to realize it.

We all showered up, ate breakfast and fished the morning hatch until it petered out at around 10:30 AM. We headed back to the "cabin", showered up and packed up all of our stuff. Porter put all of of our bags on a cart and loaded them into the trunk of the limo. As we walked out to it Manfred walked unsteadily to meet us. We all shook hands with Manfred, who seemed to be a lot less aloof now. I guess it's tough to act superior to someone who has taken your tailhole... Multiple times...

"Woden I think I'd like to schedule some fishing lessons from the boys. Maybe there is something to be said for tying your own flies." Manfred stated, obviously trying to clear the cobwebs from his mind.

"Maybe the boys will give you some free lessons, in return for another session of you being their bitch." Woden replied with a smirk.

"I think I'd rather pay for the lessons..." Manfred responded uncertainly.

Woden put his arm around Manfred and said, "Come on Manny, admit it. When it was all said and done you enjoyed it."

Manfred turned so red that you could even see it through his fur. "OK, I'll admit I did enjoy it, but if you tell anyone I deny it."

"Don't worry Manny, your secret's safe with us." Woden said with a wink. "Just keep that tailhole nice and tight until then!" He added with a bark-like laugh.

When we were on the way home Woden said to my Master. "Why don't you take a week off so you and Beau can have some time to be alone together."

"Thank you Sir!" My Master exclaimed. "When I get back I'll make up for all the stuff I've been fucking up on lately." He added with a wry smile.

"Don't worry, I understood what was going on. You've never let me down before that, plus you've been my best friend since we were kids."

I was still kind of embarrassed that I had been bringing my Master down, and I vowed to myself that I would never let that happen again. I buried my head into my Master's powerful chest, and mumbled in embarrassment, "I'm sorry I was such a SHIT Master. I didn't want to cause you that much trouble."

My Master gently pushed me away. He put his paw under my chin and tilted my head back to look in my eyes. "Beau the past is the past. We both made mistakes, we're starting over. All that matters is that things are right between us NOW." He said, then after pausing for emphasis added, "And I LOVE you!"

"I love you too Master." I replied without reservation.

It may have been the truest thing I had ever said. And with that I pulled his head toward mine to kiss him. Then I buried my head in his chest again so I could hear his heart beating as he held me tight. I now knew how David and the rest of the tribe felt about their Masters. Nothing on heaven or earth was better than being one with your Master. It wasn't about being safe, or having your needs provided, it was about having someone that loved you with their total being, someone that loved you more than life itself. Someone that you loved back the same way... I was finally beginning to truly understand why the others couldn't wait to be with their masters sexually. It wasn't about the sexual release. Don't get me wrong the feelings when you are having sex with your Master are unbelievably pleasurable, but the thing that was totally transcendental was feeling your Master deep within you, urgently trying to mark you as his because he loved you so deeply. I couldn't believe how foolish I had been before.

I fell asleep listening to my Master's heartbeat and didn't wake up until we pulled into the driveway at home. We got out and said our goodbyes to David and Woden and then turned to walk toward the house. As I was walking toward the house it hit me for the first time, it finally felt like it was my home too. I couldn't help myself, I started crying and turned and hugged my Master.

"What's wrong Beau?" My Master asked a note of concern in his voice.

"Nothing's wrong Master, it's just that for the first time this really feels like my home."

He picked me up and hugged me as the front door opened and the pups came racing out of the house yelling "Daddy!!!!" Only to pull up short when they saw their daddy kissing me and me returning the kiss. My Master set me down on the ground and I stepped back out of the way as he let the pups tackle him. After a few minutes Fenrir, got up and came over to me. He hugged me and said, "Jeff I missed you."

"Just so you know, my name is Beau, Jeff is gone." I replied with a grin.

"You mean you and Daddy are back together?" He asked excitedly.

"No." I said and he looked up at me in confusion. "We were never really together before, but we are now." I added with a grin.

Then the other pups came up to greet me and I had to let them all know that I was back to being Beau. The door opened again and Sigyn came to the door. "How was your trip? Did you catch much?" She asked my Master.

My Master grinned from ear to ear and replied. "We caught a ton of fish!" My Master said while snatching me up in another hug, "But this is the best thing I caught."

Sigyn looked shocked. "You mean Jeff has finally come around?"

Before my Master could comment I said with a huge grin, "No ma'am I'm Beau, Jeff is gone forever." My hand involuntarily went up to my beautiful collar, which I think she noticed for the first time.

"Well..." She said the look of confusion still on her face, "Welcome home Beau."

We all walked into the house where lunch was ready. We sat down and the pups immediately bombarded us with questions about the fishing trip. My Master told them the story about how they had set up Manfred and how I had embarrassed him in the fishing contest.

"What did they bet?" Fenrir asked.

"Well they bet 500 Eden Credits, but Manfred didn't have that much cash on hand..." My Master.

"So what happened then?" Fenrir asked, an evil grin spreading across his muzzle.

"Well you know how much of a perv your Uncle Woden is..." My Master said rolling his eyes. "Let's just say that what happens on the fishing trip stays on the fishing trip."

After lunch the pups had class and my Master told me, "Even though Woden gave me the week off I've gotta head to the office for a few hours to tie up some loose ends." He kissed me goodbye then hopped into the car that James had pulled up to the door.

I headed into my room and started to play my video game. I had completely lost track of the time when I heard a knock on the door. "Come in." I said expecting that it would be Fenrir, but to my surprise it was Sigyn. She walked over and sat down beside me.

"Beau I know we haven't been on the best of terms..." She started hesitatingly.

"Ma'am that was as much or more my fault as it was yours. I'm sorry that I was such a little shit for a while." I said apologetically.

"Well I should have been a little more understanding... The thing is us Bitches get a bit protective of our families. I should have had a little more patience. But I've never seen Loki so happy, so I was hoping that we could start over."

"I'd like that Ma'am." I said.

"David calls Freyja Mom... Maybe you could call me Mom too..." She said uncertainly, then she put her arms around me and hugged me. I hugged her back. "From now on, as far as I'm concerned, you're as much a part of this family as if you were one of my own pups." She said kissing me on the forehead. It had been a long time since I had been held by a "mother". Mine had died delivering me and the foster mother that raised me for my dad until I was old enough to stay with him hadn't shown me much affection. Maybe because she didn't want to get too attached to me when she knew I would not be staying with her permanently. Now I understood why David liked it so much when Freyja held him. There was nothing sexual about it, just a loving, warm, and protectively gentle hug.

She held me for about 15 minutes then she let me go and asked me, "What do you want me to have Cook make for dinner tonight? You get to pick."

She had never asked for my input on anything before, even something as simple as what I wanted for dinner. "Can we have pizza Mom?"

She thought for a second then said, "Sure! We can have pizza and eat it while we all watch a movie. As a FAMILY..." She said, a big smile spreading across her muzzle.

We watched the movie with me sitting between my Master and Fenrir. I still had a little trouble following movies but now when I looked puzzled Fenrir or my Master would explain things to me. About half way through the movie Fenrir snuggled against me, and my Master jokingly told him, "Hey! Hands off! This feral belongs to ME!" Fenrir just looked up, stuck his tongue out and then went right back to snuggling against me. "You always were an impudent whelp..." My Master added with a chuckle. Things were so much more relaxed now that I had accepted my place in the family.

When the movie finally ended my Master picked me up as if I was as light as a child and carried me up to his room. My Master undressed me, in spite of my protests that I could do it myself.

"Yes you could do it yourself, but just relax it's more romantic this way." He said gently. And he was right, when I just let go it was more romantic. But when he finished I took the initiative, I reached out with my left hand and cupped his huge balls. My Master was everything a "Real Man" ought to be, and I was going to make sure I treated him like he deserved. His sheath slowly started to fill as the blood rapidly flowed into his studmeat. I couldn't help but look up at him with adoration as I dropped to my knees. I could smell the clean manly odor my Master exuded as he became aroused. I lovingly peeled back his sheath so I could get to the object of my desire. I took my time to take it in with all of my senses. The feel of the soft sheath that encased his steely shaft, the bright red color of his erection in contrast to the massive balls hanging low in their black sack, the sound of the moan of pleasure my master emitted and the intensifying musky odor he was emitting. I saved the best of my senses for last as I took his maleness into my eager mouth. This was definitely what a "Real Man" should taste like, the musk from being encased in his sheath all day was perfect. Not rank from being over ripe, just a strong manly taste. A taste that reminded me just who was Alpha, as if I would need any reminder being in my knees in front of my godlike Master. Any man with even half a brain would consider himself more than lucky to have a Master like mine to worship. I realized now that I was a real man, because a real man would do whatever it takes to please the Master that loves them. A Master that would give his life for them. "That's a good Boy!" My Master said as he let out another low moan. In the past I would have taken offense where none was meant at the mention of the word "Boy". Now I realized that it was just a term of endearment, not a denigration. Besides being my Master's "Boy" wasn't such a bad thing. And being a "good Boy" made me feel even better. My Master put his paw behind my head and started guiding my head up and down his shaft. He was leaking tons of pre, but since he was being tender instead of aggressive, the amount of effects was minimal. Just enough to make me a little light headed and giddy. Soon his knot started to form, so I gripped it at the base to try to make my Master cum. But he pulled my head back and said, "Not yet Beau, we have plenty of time..."

He picked me up off of my knees and pulled me up so he could kiss me. I surrendered my mouth to his invading tongue and hugged him tight like I was afraid he would get away. He had lifted me off of the ground so I could kiss him and I wrapped my legs around his waist to help hold myself up. My boner was buried in his warm soft belly fur and the tip of his leaking monster was rubbing up and down the cleft in my ass. I could tell that my Master was just eating up the fact that I was now giving to him with my whole being. He finally eased me back on the bed and following me down onto the bed. I unwrapped my legs from his waist as he knelt between my legs gazing down at my completely submissive form. "God! What a sexy little man!" My Master said as he took my supine form in.

I pretended to pout, "So I'm a 'little' man?"

"Yes you ARE little, but as far as I'm concerned you're 100% man, it's all just concentrated in a small package. Plus I think you're sexy as FUCK! It's taking all of my will power to not just rape you here and now..."

"You can't rape the willing!" I said as I pulled my knees up to my chest, exposing myself completely to my Master. I had always lacked real self confidence before, but if someone as powerful as my Master thought I was worthy of his love, maybe I wasn't worthless after all.

"Let's not be in such a hurry." My Master said, then he started running his paws over my pecs, then my delts and then the rest of my muscles. "I've never seen any CBHs with muscles like yours and none of the other ferals I've seen are built as good as you. After things get settled a bit, I'm gonna have to start studding you out." He said with a chuckle. I really couldn't tell if he was serious or not, but I didn't have long to think about it because as he finished working his paws down my abs they continued to my little love muscle.

"The only muscle of mine that's not big is the most important one..." I said with a little wry humor.

"First off it's NOT the most important one. And second I'm quite satisfied with it and you, and I'm the only one you need to worry about pleasing!" Then he proceeded to take my little pecker into his muzzle and gently started nursing on it. It felt wonderful, then he started running his big rough tongue under my balls while my manhood was still in his mouth. I almost blew my load right there and then but my Master pulled off and started rimming my nether hole. His tongue felt great but it was nothing like the feel of his huge cock in my ass. I guess he had the same idea because he positioned himself so he could guide his maleness into my pucker. He was leaking pre badly and he spread it on my brown star to ease his passage then he pushed the head of his massive doghood in until my body surrendered to his invasion. I relished every inch as he gently eased it into me. Feeling the dog that I worshiped working his maleness deep into me, making us one was what I lived for now.

Soon he was balls deep and he rested for me to get used to his size. Since he was barely secreting effects it was a little more painful than usual, but it was bearable since my Master was being very gentle. But to feel my Master in me I would have endured almost any amount of pain. There was nothing like the feeling of oneness when your Master is deep in you. Slowly he started to slide in and out of my nether hole, the head of his dick running over my prostate on both the in and out strokes. My little boner was leaking pre badly as it rubbed against my Master's soft belly fur. The size of my manhood had always bothered me before, but my Master thought I was man enough, so that was all that really mattered. I knew he would never throw it up in my face.

As he slowly fucked me he pulled my face up to his muzzle and started to kiss me, his tongue snaking all over the inside of my mouth. Having him in me at both ends was wonderful. But soon he started to thrust faster and I could tell he was starting to work to a crescendo. He was starting to leak more effects into me, but not as much as when he was trying unsuccessfully to win me before my epiphany. I was aroused but much more aware of what was going on as his knot started to expand to make us one. I could feel the pressure of his huge knot build as he grew inside my sphincter. I clamped down tight on his massive maleness as I came into his belly fur. After my third spurt he exploded into my bowels, jet after jet of thick effects laden cum, which helped me drift off into the bliss that was only possible when I was with my Master. And to think, at one point I thought death was a better alternative than this. Sometimes I can really be a dumbfuck. I fell asleep with my Master still filling me with his essence.

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One of the great things that changed now that I was with Loki constantly was that I got a chance to experience the many things my Master was interested in. One of the things he had a passion for was something called Rock and Roll music. One of the out buildings in the yard housed his music collection. On the day after we got back from the fishing trip he took me out to his little private retreat.

"This is where I go when I need to unwind. I like to play the music REALLY loud, like Rock and Roll is supposed to be played. I have all of the walls totally sound proofed and acoustic tile on the walls and ceiling so it cuts down on the echos." He said as he unlocked the door, turned the light on and ushered me in. "This way I don't bother the rest of the family. I got an audio engineer to set up the sound system. It has 4 Bose 901 Direct/Reflecting stereo speakers that the engineer modified to make an even clearer sound at higher volumes. I got the stereo equipment from the house of one of the Illuminati that was a music aficionado; it will play anything from old vinyl LP records to the latest digital recordings. Plus I have this 80" high def TV to play the videos on."

"While Woden used his rank to commandeer his huge collection of twink porn, " my Master said while rolling his eyes, "I used my pull to get the leader's music collection. I'm still cataloging some of the songs since he had nearly every song produced from every major label in the Rock and Roll era. He also had a collection of guitars from all of the master guitar players of the era." My Master said as he led me to the far wall that was covered with all kinds of colorful instruments. I had never seen a guitar before. My Master showed some of the guitars he especially liked. "This is the Fender Stratocaster that Jimi Hendrix played." He said pointing to an instrument on the wall. "He was one of the true pioneers of rock and roll guitar playing." He walked a few feet further then he pointed to another one and said, "This is the Gibson Les Paul Sunburst Standard guitar that Eric Clapton played while he was with the band Cream." A few steps further he stopped at another and explained. "Lindsey Buckingham had this Model 1 Rick Turner Guitar custom built because his Les Paul wasn't as crisp as he wanted it to be." Then he went to the dead center of the wall and he pointed at a strange looking steel one, "This is my favorite though... " He said as he ran his fingers lovingly down what I would later learn was called the fretboard. "This beauty is the National Style O from around 1936 or 37 that Mark Knopfler played on some of my favorite Dire Straits albums. He coaxed some of the sweetest sounds I've ever heard on a guitar out of this one." My Master's passion for this music was palpable.

"I wish there was someone who could play these guitars like the old masters did. One of the shortcomings of us Sheps is we have NO musical talent whatsoever. The CBH's have some ability, but they have no passion and their playing and singing seems mechanical. Maybe one of you ferals will have some musical ability..."

My Master had an overstuffed reclining chair in the center of the room, which had a remote control pad built into the end table beside the chair. He sat down on the chair, set me on his lap and leaned the chair all the way back until I was lying on his chest. He held me closely but tenderly to his chest as he punched something into the remote control. He played some songs, some of them were fast and loud, others slower and more romantic. It seemed that this rock and roll stuff had a lot of variety to it.

A slow romantic song came on. The singer had a powerful voice and the lyrics really caught my attention.

Heaven can wait And a band of angels wrapped up in my heart Will take me through the lonely night Through the cold of the day And I know I know Heaven can wait And all the gods come down here just to sing for me And the melody's gonna make me fly Without pain Without fear Give me all of your dreams And let me go along on your way Give me all of your prayers to sing And I'll turn the night into the skylight of day I got a taste of paradise I'm never gonna let it slip away I got a taste of paradise It's all I really need to make me stay- Just like a child again

Heaven can wait And all I got is time until the end of time I won't look back I won't look back Let the altars shine

And I know that I've been released But I don't know to where And nobody's gonna tell me now And I don't really care No no no I got a taste of paradise That's all I really need to make me stay I got a taste of paradise If I had it any sooner you know You know I never would have run away From my home Heaven can wait And all I got is time until the end of time I won't look back I won't look back Let the altars shine Heaven can wait Heaven can wait I won't look back I won't look back Let the altars shine Let the altars shine

(Heaven Can Wait from Meatloaf's Bat out of Hell Album, 1977 Written by Jim Steinman http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=prYubovr6Jk)

As it ended I had tears in my eyes because it was exactly how I felt since I had given myself completely to my Master. I had never been happier and more content in my life; it was like I had been born again when I had my epiphany. I had got my taste of paradise, and I now wouldn't trade my life for anything heaven might hold.

My Master looked down and saw that I was crying. He turned off the music and said with concern, "What's wrong Beau?"

"Nothing is wrong Master. The song just spoke to me..." I said then took a few seconds to regain my composure. "Now that were together I wish I could be together with you until the end of time."

"I feel the same way. I'll ALWAYS be here for you Beau." My Master replied and I could see that his eyes were a bit misty too. "Maybe this can be our song..." He hit the replay button and restarted the song, holding me tenderly until the end.

"What's the name of the song Master?" I asked.

"Heaven Can Wait. It's by a singer called Meatloaf; he's one of my favorite rock vocalists." In my mind I thought that it would be great if I could sing like Mr. Meatloaf or play the guitar like Mr. Knopfler. It would be great to do something that would please my Master and make him proud of me. But how would I ever learn to do that. I had never done any singing before and I didn't even know what you did to "play" a guitar.

As if in response to this my Master pushed a button and the TV screen went up a curved track so it was directly in front of us in our reclining position. He pushed another button and a video came on. I instantly recognized the steel guitar, this must be the Mr. Knopfler that he was so fond of. I watched as he worked up and down the fretboard with his left hand and plucked the strings with his right hand. I was amazed at the instruments, although I didn't know what they were called at the time. There were two other men playing guitars (I would later learn one of them was playing bass), someone on the keyboard, another on drums and finally one on a horn called a saxophone. And while they were all interesting I could not take my eyes off of Mr. Knopfler and how he had the whole stadium of people mesmerized and hanging on his every note. Like my Master and I were hanging on his every note...

When the song was over I asked, "Master was that Mr. Knopfler?"

"Yes it was. How did you know?"

"I recognized the steel guitar. What was the song?"

"It was a song called "Romeo and Juliet" and it was from a Dire Straits concert in Wembley Arena in England." He added lowering the volume and pulling me even closer. "So what did you think of it?"

"It was amazing. The things he can make you feel just through his music. He had everyone in that stadium wrapped around his finger. And it was so romantic..." I said as I pulled his muzzle down to me so I could kiss him. The kiss was as tender and romantic as the song had been. Another song had started but I only vaguely heard it. I turned around so I was straddling his hips and kissed him again. I could feel his maleness stirring beneath me so I raised my hips up and let it flop up against my Master's belly. Then I lowered my hips again so my little boner was resting against my Master's huge cock. My hand couldn't wrap the whole way around it, but I was still able to slowly stroke his sheath up and down that massive member.

My Master looked sheepishly at me and said in an embarrassed voice, "Does it bother you that I'm not as big as Woden?"

I did a double take, my Master had a thick ten inches. I couldn't help but laugh. "You've got to be kidding me, you're fucking huge." I paused for a second then continued. "I guess there are two things in this world that are universal, death and penis envy."

My Master looked sheepishly at me and said, "I guess that means my lack of size doesn't bother you..." he said with a wry smile.

I decided to show him how much it bothered me. I lifted up and reached back to grab his huge cock. I jerked it for a moment until he spurted some pre, used the head of his cock to spread it around my hole and then I lowered myself until he was in me balls deep. I wiggled my ass around like I was testing his cock out, acted like I was evaluating it, and then finally replied. "Well I think I can definitely say that whatever is up my ass right now is more than enough to do the job." I bounce up and down a couple more times making sure I ran his dick up against my prostate and came all over his belly fur.

I pulled his muzzle down to get another kiss and started to ride slowly up and down his doghood again. Soon his cock was leaking pre and I was starting to feel the effects. I could hear the music in the background and for some reason it seemed like my senses and understanding of the music was heightened. It then hit me how some of the other Firehole tribe members had mentioned how effects made them creative and I wondered if this is what they meant. I could almost see the musician playing the guitar, I mean how his fingers were working the strings, and my back was to the video.

Involuntarily I started riding my Master in time with the music. Time sorta ceased to exist along with everything except my Master, the music and me. My Master was growling out in pleasure, a low rumbling growl almost like the purr of a cat, but infinitely more manly. My Master was the epitome of studliness and I wanted to show him just how manly I thought he was. I had already cum once but I was on the edge again and so was my Master. I could feel his knot starting to expand so I sat down on him and used my sphincter to massage the base of his knot as I came again. He started to spurt his effects rich seed deep into me. As he did he held me possessively to his chest... Where I belonged... My heart and soul completely owned by this godlike creature that I called Master... And I surrendered completely, knowing that I was in the arms of my Master who loved me...

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The week that my Master had off to spend with me went by way too fast, all too soon he was spending most of the day at work. Over the next couple of weeks I spent a lot of time with the pups, and David and I spent time together planning our fishing school. But in the afternoon I always had an hour and a half to kill while the pups were in school. I usually spent it in my Master's music room. At first I just listened to the music, but soon I started singing along with my favorites. When I lived with my tribe at the Firehole, we didn't have any recorded music but some of us made reed flutes that we played tunes on to pass the time. I had actually been pretty good with my reed flute, although these days I had only been playing my Master's skin flute. I had been pretty good at improvising pleasant tunes that the others in the tribe enjoyed, so I started to try to learn to play the guitar. There were a couple of acoustic guitars in my Master's collection and I watched videos and started to try to play some of the simpler stuff by watching them play the song. At first I was just making noise, but soon I could mimic the players good enough to sound similar. Maybe if I worked really hard at it I could please my Master by being able to do justice to the guitars that had been sitting silent all these years. I guess it doesn't hurt to dream...