"This is a dress for a high-born lady," she said very softly. "I couldn't wear it." You most certainly can!" I told her. "But after you have had a bat...h." But how?" she asked."In the copper tub," I answered, and cast a spell to fill the tub with water from the well that I had seen in the bawn. I than heated the water with another spell."Your bath awaits you," I told her leading her over to the tub. She was shocked by the fact that not only was there water in the tub, and that it was hot, but not. At the first opportunity, we would take a rest break near a stream, so the hunters could wash the blood from themselves and from their knives, axes, and clothes.As we approached our camp, I heard Tandoor beating on the drum log to let the camp know we were coming toward the camp. Tandoor’s broken leg had healed, but it gave him problems when he had to move quickly. He was now a lot more careful going up and down the path.The bison skin, entrails, and head I was helping to carry were heavy. We. Too fucking late I said and lunged into her arse. She cried out in pain. I had lost it and didn’t care anymore. I was raping her arse. My revenge on Jean. Fuck her mothers arse. I finally came. “You dirty bastard!” She said crying. Yeah but you loved it didn’t you? With that I stuck my cock in her mouth and told her to clean it up. After this night, she said nothing more about it. She even started staying over when I was on late shift. We fucked a few times more. Chapter 11 End gameJean had the. He often came home from work and went directly to the fridge for a cold one. A beer. It was the only thing that calmed him and it kept him from leering at me, so many times I chose not to bother him. I was in my room on the phone with my friend Amelia. We were talking about a few boys at school and I must have been getting a little loud because my dad came storming into my room. At first when he told me to get off the phone it scared me. The look in his eyes wasnt what it used to be. No longer.