The quiet small market town had a strange feeling to it this morning, like the air itself was vibrating with anticipation. Some of the more sensitive ...illagers noted the tension, or wondered if they imagined a slightly unusual intensity in their neighbours' eyes, but most dismissed the phenomena as symptoms of excitement for the upcoming harvest.The three new arrivals definitely did not notice, as their minds were on a much more serious matter: budgeting. Sitting in the ramshackle local tavern. Sitting across from her he demonstrated, sipping at his bulb and taking a small bite of the cake. Francesca gave the cake a taste and grimaced. The sip from the bulb was, against all reason, even worse. Grimly determined, she quickly wolfed the offensive foods with the minimum of chewing. Gagging slightly, she reached for a vegetable and then doubled over in pain. ‘Slowly would have been better,’ the man commented. ‘Your symbiote has been living on its reserves and has not yet had a reason to. But she kept on following me, so I reasoned she did not understand what I was saying, I tried to be as discrete as possible when I reached a suitable clearing, as there were no fly zip I let down my leisure trousers all the way to my ankles and started to position my cock for peeing, the exclamation that I heard I thought was one of shock and disgust, but it was I who was surprised when with her shorts down she squatted and peed.Looking up at me she smiled commenting on the generous flow of pee. I'm sure you exaggerate what happened. A man may kiss his fiancée I suppose? I doubt it went any further than that."Clearly her mother did not care what she did with Sir Henry, or even what he did to her, provided the marriage was not imperilled.In the six weeks after the trip to London Jane spent more nights in Sir Henry's bed at the Hall than she did in her own at her parents' home. She quickly became accustomed to the weight of her fiancé pressing her into the mattress, and very much enjoyed.