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thought when first he saw 's (not that he discriminated with
regards to age, of course), and most assuredly a virgin, at least, in the
more important ways, he smiled to himself; lay panting and blinking on
the time-hardened leather cot he had made for this shelter, and Kalimenos
thought to himself that might be well worth his efforts to initiate
her properly in the various ways to please males. They had all the time
in the world...
Nysa's brow twitched incessantly and kept 's eyes closed, afraid of
what might see. was becoming exasperated with 's tic, knowing
that it would betray 's anxieties to the satyr and that he might try to
frighten 's into submission. Thus far he had used brute strength to
serve his purpose, and Nysa didn't want to provoke his anger; besides,
though 's experience was limited to the covert surveillance of livestock
she was familiar with that part of 's that interested him through her
self-exploration. It might be...interesting...to allow him access to her
body in a way she'd never dare one of 's own kind, and how could she
possibly feel guilty about it if were (obviously) forced to r
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