Kristen blushed just as much, "Um, so the village... what is it called?"The young man looked at where she was pointing (although her other hand was fi...mly holding the skirt down), and said, "That's just the village. It's the only one around here." Great..." Kristen sighed."Um, well ok then." The young man was still blushing as he turned to go."Wait!" Kristen said, and she reached out to grab his arm. The moment she touched him she was suddenly overcome with a need to feel his dick... to hold it. Are you hungry? he asked her. Dasha shook her head. Good, he said, Because from now on I will ration your food. Youre a little chubby around the hips, and I cant have that. Now lets see what you look like without your clothes. He took a pair of scissors from the table and started to cut her leotard away from her body. Dasha shook with fear. He cut through the leotard and let it fall to the floor. Then he cut off her thong, and she was completely naked in front of him. Ahh beautiful, Karl. She frowns at her situation. The dream she was having is the same one she always has. No matter how much experience she gains from the men in town, she always seems to default to the fantasy in the book. But that is not the problem. The problem is she is highly aroused by the dream—a dream she wasn’t able to finish. She runs a hand under her braless shirt to caress her breasts. She briefly considers masturbating, but decides it too risky. At the rate the horse is neighing, someone is bound to. Before you ask by the way, Tim being sterile, so we were always sure you were Sam`s boy, so don’t go off thinking otherwise. There was a long silence, it was a lot to take in. he rose and kissed her, it meant a lot. “Do you know, I`ve never thought of your, having a c***dhood, or sexual learning, or problems or whatever or, of you being well anything but, well, my mum, my-dad`s wife… I`m sorry, I have never thought of anyone but me and my sexual gratification have I, and that’s terrible.”.