Some Wood or something

Isadora laid her weight against me. Squeezing against my body. Her head lowered to my neck.

I could feel the cold of her little nose.

"Realize how lucky you are," whispered Isadora. She continued to whisper against my neck but I couldn't hear most of it.

"It's hard," whispered Isadora, So were her nipples as she shivered against me. "to get information."

"A few hours ago, they drug giants crates into the forest." Isadora paused, allowing me to think about what she just said. What did that tell me? I didn't know.

"They had holes in the crates, and were handled very fragile. Five separate Crates" I still didn't understand, but felt that I must have been missing something. And yet Isadora's patience only waned.

I listened to her breathing against my neck, for a few moments. And then she pulled her nose from my neck.

She finally gave me the answer as she separated herself from me.