I teased them more before I removed my fingers and caressed her skin as they moved to the button of her pants. Before I could undo it though, her hand...s moved to mine and stopped me. I moved my head to look up at her. "No... not here. We'll get caught." She moaned. I could smell her arousal, and it made me that much more harder. My mind was racing. I wanted this girl. Badly. "Then where? The bathroom?" She shook her head and slid off my lap and stood up. "Come on." She urged. "Where are we. He was also smitten by one of the natives, a cute little woman even more petite than Leah. I got a bad vibe watching him chat her up.I caught her after he'd left, and asked for a word with Leah and I. I found out she was just barely eighteen, and her name was Sylvia Shining Elk. Her parents thought she was still in school, but she'd dropped out to pursue acting."I just want you to know you already have the part, and you don't have to be in the sweat lodge scene if you don't want to. I know. “I’m fertile, by the way. You just knocked me up. Don’t worry. It’s only a mamzer if born to adultery and close incest, not fornication with a mere cousin. People mistranslated the word as ‘bastard’ in the King James Version, a very poor word choice that reflected translators’ early modern European biases.“I’m sure that I’ll be fine, though I want the baby to know its father. All the more reason for us all to live together, right? Besides, we’re family, right? Kissing cousins and all that. Gently, he touched the silk to my breasts, moving it back and forth. “Wrap the scarf over your eyes,” he said. “I don’t want you to see anything.” Blindfolded, he led me to the bed and had me lie down on my back. Several minutes later, I found myself spread-eagled and bound on the bed. Between my legs, the throbbing began. With yet another scarf, I felt him tease me again, dr****g it over my face and then my now stiff nipples, caressing, tickling. Moving it south, he wrapped it between my legs.