I had been calling myself a ‘man’, so I would call this creature a ‘woman’. Woe is me as a man because I’ve fallen head-over-heels in love ...with her seductively erotic body. Touching a tender place in my side where a rib had been removed, I recalled something the Almighty had said about making me a companion and playmate for life. Perhaps this feminine apparition was it. The woman bent over to pick some berries from a bush. Posed as she was, I realized her body was so picture-perfect a. The second time she had shrugged it off and smiled at her reflection. She realized that her mental process had grown amazingly beyond her physical age. All the romantic notions had long since fled from her mind. She was concerned with day to day survival for herself and for Elizabeth. And, she thought, she often had to act as mother for men much older than she.Ruth would often answer the door and receive clients at the rate of ten a day. Never did a single soldier come. Two or three soldiers. I lay on the bed naked and hard, waiting for her, when she came out she was still naked but had a towel rapped about her head, she stopped and looked at me, “You have a lovely cock sweetheart, just what I like inside me” she leant over and kissed me, I took hold of her cute tits and played with them, she pulled back, “No I must not, I have to get ready for work” she moved over to the mirror and got out her bra and panties and put them on, then she started to apply her makeup, I sat up,. The next morning was spent with me being indoctrinated into the culture of Horurie. Mostly, it was similar enough to the prewar life in Virginia that I had little trouble keeping it straight. The main item of interest was that the male half of the population spent most of their time fighting, either each other or various very dangerous wild animals. Every man endeavored to be as skilled as he could be with bladed weapons, though a few did add the mace to the group. The reason for this hanging.