Kipling’s premise for that tale was rubbish, as later research into feral children proved. These kids in reality, never learned to be properly human...again. There is a period in a child’s life where it lays down the basic knowledge for survival, such as speech and ability to get food and shelter, and if it fails to get it in that period, it is too late. The feral mindset is established.You could make comparisons with the Kipling book, in how Mowgli’s human society viewed this feral child.Another. Forgive me. It has been long since I held tinvaak with a stranger. I gave in to the temptation to prolong our speech.”Why live alone on a mountain if you love a conversation?”“There are many hungers it is better to deny than to feed. Discipline against the lesser aids in denial of the greater. Tell me. Why do you come here? Why do you intrude on my meditation?”“I need to learn Dragonrend. Alduin has returned. Can you teach me?”“Drem. Patience. There are formalities that must be observed, at the. 'You're a corrupt bitch, ' I thought of Carol, as she tongued Lucy's opening. 'But you are very sexy too.'It was apparent from their mutual moans and body movements that they came together. Carol and Lucy switched positions so that Lucy was on top, and they were face to face. Lucy looked so small lying on top, compared with Carol's Amazonian proportions. They kissed with some tenderness as Carol stroked the girl's small buttocks. Then Carol pushed Lucy over so that she was on all fours. Carol. ..... I wanna call it despair? I mean it'a not that bad, but i can't really think of anything else to call it so let's just call it despair. That creeping feeling of despair come over me again.I have been doing this for years now, get home, eat some shitty dinner, watch some shitty shows, go to sleep, wake up and jerk off, eat a shitty breakfeast, repeat. And then soon enough i would get a apartment, met a slightly above average girl, marry her, pump out two to three brats, buy a house, and.