she took the steps
aall but running to grab a bota of paga
from the wall, having been filled that morning
she tucked it beneath her arm and left the wagon
she was curious as to whom He might be
with a sway of Hips
ample breasts moved beautifully beneath the kalmak she wore
padding to the fire and the man waiting there
skin Sunkissed by tor tu gor...tiny feet took her to His feet
watching the slave as she moves past, noting that she is nicely flanked.I smiled it had been a long hard ride. Moving over to a box near one of the fires and sits down for a moment.
Walking out here after a long busy day…Wondering who is around…Amish girls get extra credit
hearing His voice echo across the camp...she hurried towards wthe serving wagon while speaking as she passed HimYes Master
hurrying to the serving wagon
while keeping an eye on the one she'd never before seen
spotting a slave girlyou girl. fetch Me a bottle or bota of paga to wash the dirt from My throat
looking about, spotting some other boys and a few slaves moving about. I called to one of the other boysTake My lance to the wagon of Maclaw. Tell whoever is keeping it that I will be there to claim it soon
larl having been pulled in to a lap.
she was not expecting
the man kissed her chdeeek as she screamed from being startled...
when she was released to serve others
she lipped from Him with a grin
moving off giggling
stops a waitress and orders another drink
stopping the kaiila, then sinking the lance into the ground beside Me. I dropped the reins and stretched My back before swinging My leg over the saddle as I drop to the ground.Glancing around and noting that My arrival has drawn the attention of some. Looking to one side and seeing a boy wanting in wonder at the Rider that acted like one of them but he had never saw before.
Boy, take My kaiila to the pens and have the slaves there care for him.
looks in *
having noted a lone rider stopped by the riders.
she saw the kaiila, hoping it was His
but having seen one she knew not
larl in her larl like grace looked through dark eyes
a hand raked back long strands of cocoa from her face
tender feet moved to the fire
having noted a lone rider stopped by the riders.
she saw the kaiila
having met and passed the Outriders of Ganzorig, I slowly made My way to the edge of the wagons.
taking a seat
she took a piece of binding fiber
tying the ends together
she hung them over a line in the wagon
this would make a good place for drying
after all was tied and hung correctly
she slipped from the wagon taking the steps
with tiny feet walking the foot path
she walked towards the fire
Mantra is like a short chant you repeat to keep your mind where you want it.
Men, you heard Hondo , be on guard till the sleens are released this night
relaxes waiting to see if anybody comes along
slowly rides towards the wagon encampment
Good to see you again Hondo . Will do.Raises a hand and nods as you move on