It is said that once there were fair cities and fields beyond where caravans came and went to trade. Now it is the forest of Grod. He does not let men...pass through his land." Who is this Grod? Does he have many stout men that he can bar all the trails?" Ranulf's hand dropped to the pommel of his sword, and his lips curled in an eager grin."No men," she mumbled, and they had to lean close to hear. "No men. He needs them not. The cold of winter, the snows and storms he commands to guard his land. ‘Both women were helplessly trapped in the pattern, their minds completely focussed on giving pleasure. No thought in their heads about where they were or who they were with. All that mattered was fulfilling their newly discovered purpose.’ It was strange, how hot this story was making her. The characters weren’t actually that attractive. The wizard was old and nasty where as the baker’s wife had a rubenesque figure that simply didn’t do much for Miriam. The forester’s daughter was the most. 'Oh God', I cried, bring my hands up to cover the offending breasts, but as I looked at Joe, he was all smiles and I saw him draw his tongue across his dry lips, he was holding his mug to me, 'Fill this up for me and I will pay you'.Jo wanted to drink my breast milk and the thought made my knees buckle again. We were suddenly both saying words that mage no sense, we were actually communicating at a more base level, it was sexual attraction and instead of taking his proffered mug, I lifted my. ….There was only one little problem….I was a woman and my body and mind liked guys and I desired to have sexual needs filled with them. I had to be real careful who I dated, it could be a students dad, cheating on his wife, or anyone who could get rumors back to the school. I had to drive to the next little town to find boyfriends. Even then a past student zeroed in on me. I wanted him so bad, but the first thing he said was scoring with a ’teacher’ would get him envy with his buddy’s. I didn’t.