You have truly brightened my day.”She replied in French, “Thank you monsieur it is a nice day.”“You speak French?” I said. “Mademoiselle, ...lease forgive me, had I of known that you understand French, I would not have dared to be so forward.”She smiled and said, “Don’t be sorry. A lady never minds a nice compliment.” Then she asked, “Who are you?”“I’m Donald. I am a day laborer.”“What are you doing here?”“I’m cleaning stalls.”“I can see that, but why are you here?”“Your father, I presume, hired. I need yours.“Here is the question your mother has, and it’s valid, yes, but not to me. Can you, after your abduction and the brutality that followed, love a man in every normal sense of a relationship? Jessica, I love you. I want you. Just the way you are. If you are physically incapable of having a physical relationship, I still want you. If you are emotionally incapable of making love to me, I still want you. Do you understand that?”“Mighty noble of you, but I don’t want to spend my life. He was shocked I had said that and said that was his parents bed and he could not do that. I had to laugh, for as open-minded, wild, and adventurous he was about so many different things, he was still a little boy at heart. I told him it was going to be fine and we would figure something out. Maybe we could sleep on the floor together, who know maybe we wouldn’t sleep much anyway. His boyish look turned into a big grin and he walked towards me and gave me a big hug and sweet little pecks on my. Her buttocks were touching my dick. I completely lost in that moment and started to dominate her. She somehow got escaped but instead of becoming angry started spilling water on me. That smile got back on her face. I stopped for a second, got up, and started walking towards her, she was laughing and still spilling the water.I went very close to her, held her hand by one hand and held her waist with the other. I pulled her closer, we were looking into each other’s eyes. I can see her pretty face.