I walked naked on the woodland paths, hoping to see some couples having fun, no luck there. I noticed a naked guy wank his flacid cock and walk down a... side path. I did not know if it was directed to me, or if there was a couple down there, i walked past the side path and then had a change of mind and walked down the path. At the end of the path there was a small clearing with the naked guy there. He said hello and introduced himself as Mark, he was a bit shorter than me about 55 to 60 years old. It wasn’t as see through as the top, but when I stood with my legs apart with the light shining I could clearly make out my pussy.Satisfied with my choice I spun around watching myself in the mirror. I smiled at my image and liked what I saw. Then I thought of “ the game “ forty eight hours?…George was going to auction me off? I looked in the mirror and asked myself just what was I going to do.Was I going to allow the game to progress that far? I looked in the mirror and realized I’d already. If a white woman in charge could engineer such impressive results in Mumbai without resorting to thuggery unlike most of her male counterparts, why couldn’t she do the same in some backwater tribal village? This was the reason why she was trekking through this god-forsaken hinterland on something that may have once been a dirt road in the middle of the monsoons where a mobile phone couldn’t even be charged let alone be used. Just as she was starting to feel her confidence returning, there was. We, in return, give promise of help if they should need it. All this heart felt tears and more, with a dozen or so cousins watching from the side."Well, you girls take care now. " Howler says as he shakes our hands good bye for, what seems like the hundredth time."And you girls come back, make sure you eat enough." Mother Liss gives all of us tearful hugs."And if you need help come to the Compound," Diana says. "I think we could handle your few dozen people." And learn to fight better,".