He went to search for firewood, his thoughts were long and distant. Ansel had heard of women, they were something whispered about around a fire, maybe...after a few drinks, when inhibitions were low. Sometimes a man, bold with drink, would brag about having seen one or even laid with one. Nobody ever believed such a braggart, now Ansel questioned his disbelief. There were stories of monasteries in the mountains, small civilizations that centered around sects of women. Women that nobody had ever. She tucked her hair behind her ear; probably so I could see better.Her hand drifted to the waistband of my panties. She began to rub in a circle – vague at first, more definite on each rotation, her fingers pressing.I couldn’t think of much. My legs began to sprawl. Her hand swirled; the circle widened. My underwear was stretched one way then the other. It staggered and slid over my inner thighs, cool and damp. Anna’s hand was half on the material, half on my skin. I was embarrassed by little. More

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