| I hear Brad approaching. He stops beside me, but I pay him no attention. "Admiring the scenery again, huh?" he says a moment later. |
| "That's right." I'm still unable to take my eyes off of our latest hire, the muscles of his upper body rippling under the bright sun. |
| "And once more, that scenery just happens to include a well-proportioned farmhand who's working barechested," he says mockingly. |
| I force myself to face my brother. "Well, he is the centerpiece." |
| He raises an eyebrow. "You're not even going to pretend otherwise?" |
| "Nope. It feels so much better not to," I say gleefully. |
| He shakes his head, disapproving. "It must be the heat making you so bold. What you need is a bucket of cold water… emptied over your head." |
| I grin. "Will the river do? Because I plan to go swimming with Andrew. I love being naked and wet." |
| "Did you really just say that?" he asks with disbelief. |
| I can't help but laugh. "Sorry." |
| He frowns. "There seems to be little else on your mind nowadays." |
| "Is there something better to think about?" I counter. |
| "Not for you, that's for sure." He hands me the bag he brought. "Here, the big blanket and the towel you wanted." |
| "Thanks, Brad." I shoulder it and pick up the full picnic basket at my feet. |
| "Well then, have fun." He crosses his arms in front of his chest. "But not too much." |
| "No promises." I giggle and leave. |
| Before I get too far away, I turn around to feast my eyes on the impressive physique of the farmhand again. I have been trying to do my part of the work around the farm in such a way that he's in my sight as often as possible, and it hasn't gone unnoticed. If only Andrew had a body more like his. Sighing, I proceed, a dreamy smile on my lips. |
| Shortly after, I reach the beginning of the trail. As I follow it through the woods, I frequently switch the basket from one hand to the other, though I mostly carry it in my left, because I don't want to tire out my sword arm. I'm looking forward to wielding the training weapon again. Though I practiced alone with a branch of about the same length and weight several times, it just wasn't the same. |
| I round the last bend before the clearing and see Andrew arriving from the other side, wearing a light shirt and shorts. He waves, and I wave back. I wonder if he'll make love to me today. Despite the minor mishaps during our last rendezvous, I enjoyed our intimate time together and very much want to have him inside of me sooner rather than later, no matter what Maisie said. |
| Smiling excitedly, I walk a little faster. He meets me with a cheerful expression, carrying the same sack as last time. I put my free hand on his chest and kiss him on the lips. In return, he puts his hand on my back, moves it slowly down my spine, and gives my behind a light squeeze. "Hi Jenny." |
| "Hey there," I say coyly, already a bit aroused. |
| He takes a step back and looks at what I brought. "Is that a picnic basket?" |
| "Indeed. We'll need it to replenish our energy." I set it down in front of a nearby tree. |
| "What a nice surprise!" He bends down and raises its cloth covering to take a peek at the contents. "So what are we going to do that's so taxing?" |
| I hang my bag on a bough. "Well, you agreed to go swimming with me for one." |
| "I haven't forgotten." He removes a towel from his sack and presents it to me. |
| "Good. It will be wonderful to cool off in the river after a round of swordplay," I say smugly. |
| He groans. "Are you sure? I'd hate for you to get hurt again. I'm also not too keen on the possibility of getting hurt myself." |
| "Yes, I'm sure. I don't intend to repeat the stupid mistake I made the last time. If anything does happen again, there's always the healer." I raise my hand and make a fist. |
| "Yeah, I'm glad you kept your promise and had your injury treated." He puts his towel on a branch. |
| "And I'm happy you kept your own promise." I gesture impatiently. |
| He gives me one of the swords. "Quite reluctantly, I have to admit. But I doubt you'd have bought it if I had told you that I forgot to bring them." |
| "Then I'd have made you go back for them," I say sweetly. |
| "I never realized what a harsh taskmistress you are." He grabs the other sword and places the empty sack next to his towel. |
| "Don't worry, I also have a few pleasant tasks for you later." I step back onto the middle of the trail. |
| "Fair enough." Andrew gets into position opposite of me. |
| "I'm going to call out my attacks, and you're going to parry them." I raise my weapon. "Ready?" |
| He nods. "Just start slowly, all right?" |
| "Of course, I'll demonstrate each move first. High!" I swing my sword in a wide arc overhead, and he blocks it easily. "Low!" I carefully aim at his legs, and he effortlessly deflects my blow. "Medium!" I perform a measured slash at his midsection, and he stops my weapon without difficulty. "That's it! Now the fun begins." |
| While we practice, my aggressiveness gradually increases. Before long, I start to drive Andrew back little by little, sweat running down my temples and between my breasts. He deviates from the trail and soon stumbles over a large root behind him. I watch helplessly as he almost loses his balance, but fortunately he's able to regain his footing. Sword lowered, he sighs with relief and wipes the sweat from his brow with his free hand. |
| Now would be a good time to switch roles and have Andrew go on the offensive as I intended, but the desire to go on a different kind of offensive takes over, and I hit his weapon with enough force to disarm him. He looks at me with surprise when I playfully hold my sword in front of his throat and say, "Gotcha!" |
| He turns his palms upwards, an expression of uncertainty on his face. "I give up." I carelessly throw my weapon to the ground and put my hands on his chest. Gazing intently at him, I push him back against the nearest tree behind him and hungrily press my mouth on his. While we kiss passionately, I stroke his manhood until I feel it stir beneath his shorts. |
| I urgently hike up his shirt. We stop kissing, and I manage to take it off after a short struggle. I toss it aside and kiss my way down the slightly salty skin of his torso, kneeling down in the process. Smiling, I untie his shorts and look up at him. Andrew leans comfortably against the tree trunk, casually holding on to a branch above him with one hand, and watches me quietly. |
| Excitedly, I pull his shorts down to his ankles, revealing his half-erect member. I remove his sandals and place them out of the way. His shorts follow, and I gaze at him in all his glory. I eagerly caress his penis with my lips and tongue, making it grow to full size. It tastes just as good as I remember. I slowly lick up and down the length of his hard member a few times, then take it into my mouth. |
| Eyes partially closed, I start to suck him at a moderate pace. Like before, I become aroused in return, the throbbing between my thighs fairly strong. I'm unable to resist and reach under my skirt to rub my pussy. It feels so good even with my panties in the way, and the small wet spot on them gets a bit larger. |
| My eyes widen when I realize I inadvertently ceased pleasuring Andrew. I glance up at him, and he shows me an encouraging smile. Keeping my hand motionless between my legs, I resume sucking at a slightly faster pace. He moans faintly after a while. Spurred on, I put my hands on his waist and increase my speed, moaning myself. |
| Since I know what to expect this time, I manage to keep his penis in my mouth during his orgasm. I release him and swallow his sperm. His manhood slowly loses its glorious stiffness as I lick it tenderly, disheartening me. My unfulfilled desire burns hotly between my thighs, but I have no idea when Andrew might be ready again. |
| I move back a bit when he lowers himself to the ground. He leans against the trunk with a satisfied sigh, legs outstretched, and says, "Well, I have to say this was a rather unexpected outcome, though I'm just glad I didn't have to sustain an injury for it to happen." |
| "Very amusing." I kneel astride his legs and gaze at him lasciviously. "But it needs to happen to me too. I mean, can you… well, you know." |
| He smiles. "Of course! I'll happily take care of you." |
| "Help me take off my dress," I say, gathering up the skirt at the waist. Andrew leans forward, and I make it as easy as possible for him to remove it. Once it's off, he gently kisses my breasts, and I moan softly in return. |
| "And what about this?" He touches the soaked spot on the bottom of my panties, causing me to inhale sharply. I'm so aroused, I feel a slight weakness in my legs as he fondles me there. "Well?" Moaning, I stand up. Andrew slides down my panties, and I step out of them. He removes my sandals as well and puts all of it aside not far from his own clothing. |
| "You look good enough to eat." The way he says it makes me giggle. I stand with my legs apart as he indicates, and he kneels between them. He puts his hands on the back of my knees, slides them up my thighs to my butt, and starts to lick my wet pussy. His eager tongue feels amazing, and I smile blissfully. |
| As the pleasure builds up further, I moan and move my hips slightly to and fro. When the weakness in my legs intensifies, I lean against the tree with outstretched arms. Desperate for release, I rub myself against his mouth until I climax, moaning wildly. He gently laps up my juices while I catch my breath. |
| I take a step back, but I'm too unsteady and go down on one knee. Andrew grabs my arm and pulls me to him before I might topple over. Grateful, I hold him tightly for a bit, then give him a kiss, tasting myself on his lips. Giggling, I lie down on my back. He lies down alongside me to my right, and I put my hand in his. |
| A short while later, I cuddle up to him, resting my head on his chest while he idly plays with a lock of my hair. My eyes are inevitably drawn to his penis, deceivingly innocuous in its limp state. When the temptation becomes too great, I reach for it, but I'm not bold enough to go through with it, and my hand ends up on his abdomen. Hesitantly, I slide it down a little further. After a long moment, I move it even closer. |
| "Go ahead and touch it if you want," Andrew says tenderly. Feeling rather silly, I gently grasp his manhood and play with it. I relish the sensation as it swells between my fingers, the way it grows and becomes rigid. Once the transformation is complete, I enjoy how hard it feels in my hand and welcome the desire it induces. "I sure hope you intend to finish what you started." |
| "Mhm." I turn around, getting into position to give him head. |
| "Nice view." Andrew shifts and squeezes my left buttock. |
| Firmly holding his stiff member, I give it a big kiss, circle the head with my tongue, and take it into my mouth. While I suck him slowly, Andrew massages my butt cheek. He moves his hand lower after a while and fondles my pussy, lightly but persistently. It doesn't take long until I'm quite excited. |
| When I start to moan, he puts a finger between my lips and slides it up and down their length, spreading my wetness. As he continues, I become uncoordinated and squirm with increasing frequency. The pleasure from his ceaseless efforts is soon too much, and I raise my head above his penis, saliva dripping from my lips. |
| Using his entire hand now, Andrew rubs me fast and firmly. Mouth open, I moan lustfully in return, and even more so when he makes me climax. He gradually slows down, and my eyes focus again. Horrified, I see I must have drooled a little and quickly wipe his skin, but he must have noticed it. "Aren't you forgetting something?" he says, withdrawing his hand. |
| "Sorry." I languidly grasp his hard member again. |
| He playfully smacks my behind. "Grip it tightly and move your hand up and down." |
| I follow his instructions. "Like this?" |
| "A little faster." I increase my pace, finding a good rhythm. "Yeah, that's nice." While I fervently stroke his erect manhood, I wonder what it will look like when he ejaculates. Becoming more and more curious, I speed up a bit more, hoping to fulfill both of our desires. I hear him moan and smile with anticipation. |
| He gives my butt a good squeeze and orgasms an instant later. The first spurt hits my forehead, startling me, and I close my eyes. Grimacing, I feel the rest of his warm semen land on my face. I open my eyes and sigh deeply. "You don't sound too happy," Andrew says. I don't answer, so he pinches my behind. "What is it? Tell me." |
| "I wanted to watch as it happens, but I didn't expect it to shoot out like that," I reply grumpily. |
| "In other words, you're a mess." His body quivers as he chuckles. |
| "Not helping," I say loudly. |
| "Sorry." He assuagingly caresses my butt cheek. "It's no big deal though. C'mon, show me." I feel like protesting for a moment, but I relent and turn around, kneeling at his side. He props himself up on his elbows and says, "I'm impressed." |
| "With what exactly?" I inquire, perplexed. |
| He grins. "My aim." |
| I suppress a laugh. "That's not funny." |
| "Your smile seems to indicate otherwise," he says, amused. "So are you going to take care of it like you did the last time it happened?" |
| Taken aback, I reply, "Do you want me to?" |
| "If you don't mind." Andrew sits up and moves back to recline against the tree, hands folded behind his neck. |
| It feels somewhat strange to consume his semen while he observes me, but I get used to it quickly enough. Once my face is clean, I bend down to lap up the drops on his belly and lick his semi-rigid penis for good measure. I straighten my back and give him a naughty look. "Nicely done," he says with an appreciative expression. |
| "Thank you," I reply with a sense of satisfaction for having pleased him. With a contented sigh, I lie down and stretch out on the ground beside him. We relax, lazily caressing each other. When I start feeling restless, I ask, "Would you like to go swimming now?" |
| "Sure." Unhurriedly, he stands up. |
| "Great." I spring to my feet and dash towards the river, yelling, "Last one in the water is a loser!" |
| "Hey," Andrew shouts behind me. I'm almost there when I feel his hand on my shoulder. He manages to hold me back enough to get in front of me and jumps into the river. I stop at the brim and glare at him. "That wasn't fair." |
| "But you having a head start was?" He strikes the surface and splashes water on my shins and feet. |
| I retreat a step and feign a pout. "Apparently it wasn't fair enough." |
| "Let's just call it even, all right?" He beckons me. "Please join me." |
| "Fine." I kneel down at the river's edge. When I get in with one leg, Andrew uses both hands to throw quite a bit of water at me. I shriek, entering fully. "You're going to regret that," I say with mock anger. |
| He wades backwards. "Try and make me." He halts in the middle of the river, submerged to the waist. |
| I follow him as fast as possible, but the water slows me down significantly. Andrew watches my efforts with great amusement, and I'm barely able to keep serious myself. Panting, I stand in front of him. "Payback time!" I splash water all over him. |
| Unimpressed, he wipes his face. "If that's all you got, I have no regrets." |
| "I'm just getting started," I say resolutely. Stepping forward, I give him a shove, but it barely makes him move. |
| He smirks. "Did you start already, or did I miss it?" |
| Determined, I move around him, but he turns to remain facing me. I'm fed up in no time. "Why can't you keep still?" I say in a shrill tone. Andrew shrugs and lets me get behind him. I put my arms around him, clasping him tightly. "Ha! I have you now." |
| "So you're about to start then?" he says teasingly. |
| "This is the end. You're going under." I try to push him sidewards to make him lose his balance, with little effect. |
| "In that case, I'm taking you with me." He unexpectedly lets me topple him, and I hold my breath just in time before I get dragged under water with him. I get my legs under me and break through the surface, Andrew doing likewise. |
| I squint at him. "Very well, I'll agree to a draw." |
| "I can settle for that." Smiling, he closes the distance between us and kisses me. Pressing myself against his wet body, I eagerly return his kiss. I close my eyes, enjoying the closure of our silly contest. He suddenly grabs my shoulders and gives me a big push. Wholly unprepared, I plunge backwards into the river, inadvertently swallowing some water in the process. Flabbergasted, I struggle for a bit to get back to my feet, then gape at him in disbelief. He grins complacently. "I lied." |
| It takes me a moment before I'm able to respond. He fooled me so well it almost makes me laugh, but I don't want him to get away with it so easily. Trying to look grim, I hit the surface with the palm of my hand and say, "That was really mean." |
| "And worked really well," he says, unapologetic. "You'll just have to accept that I won." Pretending to be miffed, I brush back my wet hair and begin to wade towards the riverbank, deliberately looking past him. "Don't be a sore loser," he says as I pass him. I hear him following me. "Jenny, say something please." A few steps farther, I feel his finger prodding my behind. |
| "Hey, no fair," I say, tittering. |
| "Wait, you aren't even angry?" He pinches me in the same spot. |
| I cry out. "No, but I'd be justified if I were." He grabs my right buttock and squeezes it. "What are you doing? Stop that." |
| "Or what?" He squeezes more firmly, and I let out a soft moan. "You'll moan?" |
| I come to a halt near the brim. "For a start." |
| "And after that?" He switches to my left cheek. |
| "Why don't you find out?" I say invitingly. |
| "With pleasure." He massages my buttock for a while, then places his hand between my legs and slowly rubs my pussy, making me moan frequently. I'm quite aroused when he stops. He gives me a kiss on the shoulder and puts his arms around me from behind. I close my eyes and snuggle against him. |
| Switching from one breast to the other, he plays with my nipples while gently stroking my wet pussy. This closure is even better. My moans soon become more lustful, and I feel his manhood become hard and nudge my bottom. He concentrates on my sweet spot, the intense sensation so delightfully overpowering. My back arching, I climax loudly. I enjoy the afterglow as he holds me, my breathing gradually returning to normal. |
| His erection persistently pushing against my flesh eventually prompts me to take a step forward and fumble for it behind my back. Once I have a hold on it, I lead Andrew to a suitable spot at the riverbank where I turn around and sit down. He gets as close as possible, and I start to suck him off, doing my best to please him. My efforts are rewarded after a while, and his seed spills into my mouth. I swallow it and lean back with a smile, supporting myself with my hands. |
| Andrew stretches leisurely and says, "I'm glad you decided to pay tribute to the winner." |
| "If that makes you happy," I reply, unwilling to argue about it. |
| He grins gleefully. "It certainly does." |
| I stand up and put my hand on my hips. "Well, I'm going for a real swim now." |
| He makes a sweeping gesture with his arm. "Feel free to get wet anytime the two of us are together." |
| I wade past him, saying, "Isn't that your responsibility?" |
| He turns to keep me in front of him, and I hear him following me into the deeper part of the river. "In that case …." |
| Thanks to his warning, I'm not surprised when he gives me a shove from behind. I let myself fall into the water and swim in a circle until I'm back where he is. "That's not what I meant." |
| "No? Maybe you should explain it to me in detail then." He looks at me expectantly. |
| "I'm sure you'll figure it out on your own." I splash some water on him with the back of my hand. |
| He responds by doing the same. "And where's the fun in that?" |
| "The fun happens afterwards." I wink at him and plunge into the water. |
| We swim together for a time, then leave the river and go to the tree where we deposited our things. Andrew takes his towel and starts to dry himself. I wring my hair a bit before I get my own towel from the bag and wrap it around my hair, wringing it some more. Finished, Andrew hangs up his towel on a branch and watches me as I dry my body. He looks rather cute with his ruffled hair. Once I'm done myself, I also hang up my towel. |
| I take the blanket from my bag and say, "Please carry the basket." He picks it up wordlessly and follows me as I walk around slowly, searching for a nice spot for our picnic. A clear area next to the ruined mill appeals to me the most, and we go there. I spread the blanket on the ground near a patch of flowers growing alongside the remains. Stooping down at each near corner, I smooth them out. I kneel down on the soft blanket and crawl to the far corners where I repeat the process. |
| "Looks delicious," Andrew says appreciatively. |
| "Thanks, I hope I brought enough." I turn around and notice the basket is still covered, confusing me. |
| He joins me on the blanket, setting the basket down between us. "I'm sure the food is good too." |
| I understand his compliment after a moment and grin broadly, hoping my expression isn't too silly. "I think you'll like what I have planned for dessert." |
| "Sounds intriguing. I have an idea of my own concerning dessert, but that can wait. I'm very hungry now." He removes the cloth covering the contents of the basket and lifts the topmost item, a tied bag. |
| "That's the dessert." I take it from him and set it down at one of the corners of the blanket behind me. |
| Andrew takes out the two small plates, placing one near me and the other beside him. He opens one of the bundles next and uncovers four slices of bread beneath the cloth. "This looks strangely familiar." |
| "Because it's from your own bakery." I take two slices and put them on my plate. "You probably made it yourself." |
| He puts the other two on his plate. "So I can't complain if I don't like it?" |
| "Only to your reflection in the water." He exchanges the empty cloth for another bundle and unwraps a thick slice of hard cheese. Since he looks less than enthused, I take it from him. "I also brought some cold cuts." |
| He finds them in the last bundle. "Smells good. Do you want any?" He offers them to me. |
| I wave dismissively. "I'm content with the cheese, thanks." |
| Andrew places them beside his bread and puts the cloths into the basket. "I also saw—" He takes the canteen from the basket. "—this." |
| "You know I love my lemonade." I snatch it from him and take a sip. Though warm, it's refreshing nevertheless. "I'm not sure there's enough for us both though." |
| "Don't worry about it, I'll just drink some water later." He tops a slice with meat and starts to eat. I break off a piece of cheese and take a big bite out of my bread. Devouring my food, I frequently take a gulp from the canteen. We're done at about the same time. |
| I peer into the basket and take out the two apples. Andrew shakes his head when I offer one to him, and I put it back. As I eat mine, some of the juice runs down my chin and drips onto my skin. He raises his eyebrows and says, "I see you're making a mess again." |
| "What, you don't like me with a little apple flavor?" I reply flirtatiously. |
| "Only one way to find out." He quickly puts the empty plates and canteen into the basket which he places on the grass beside the blanket. Kneeling in front of me, he puts his hands on my legs and makes me open them some. He bends down and slowly licks up the apple juice from my inner thighs, my pussy tingling softly in return. |
| I finish the apple and throw its core into the ruins. Andrew notices me being unsure what to do about the sticky fingers of my right hand. Starting with my pinkie, he sucks each one once. Looking into my eyes, he shifts closer to me. He kisses and licks my chin, then his lips and tongue seek out mine. |
| After a bit of smooching, he leans against me for a moment. "That was pretty tasty, but now I want to know what's in the mystery bag." He dangles it in front of me. |
| "If you're so curious, why don't you look inside?" I say enticingly. |
| "All right." Andrew unties the bag and opens it. "A bunch of grapes. Nice." |
| "You sound a little disappointed. Here, let me show you what I have in mind." I pick a green grape and feed it to him. After eating one myself, I hold out another one, but when he opens his mouth, I put it between my teeth instead. He only frowns, so I eat it. "You have to get them from me without using your hands." I stick out my tongue and place one on it. |
| Leaning forward, Andrew picks it up with his mouth and eats it. "That wasn't so difficult." |
| "Try this one." I put a grape in my mouth and smile. He kisses me deeply, and we move it around with our tongues. When it gets squished, I swallow it. One at a time, we trade the grapes back and forth or simply feed them to each other until none are left. "Well, it was fun while it lasted." I throw the empty bag into the basket. |
| "The fun doesn't have to stop." He takes my hand and guides it to his erect manhood. |
| I lightly squeeze the firm shaft, quite aroused myself. "I wouldn't mind a different kind of dessert." |
| "I was hoping you'd say that." He fondles my breast. "And I know how we can both get what we want." I give him an inquisitive look. "Here, let me show you." He lies down in the middle of the blanket. "Now you get on top of me, facing the opposite direction." |
| I do so and kiss the head of his rigid member in front of me. "Oh, I like this already," I say excitedly. Andrew grabs my thighs and pulls my hips towards his mouth. He gives my pussy a sloppy kiss, making me squeal with delight. I eagerly take his hard penis into my mouth and suck it while he licks my pussy. |
| The sensation of us orally pleasuring each other at the same time is incredible. Thoroughly wet, I start to moan and suck him at a slightly faster pace. It soon becomes too much. I have to pause during my climax, firmly gripping his stiff manhood while moaning with lustful helplessness. |
| Andrew continues to lick me, though slower and gentler than before. When I resume sucking him, he speeds up again. I'm still tremendously aroused, and I feel another orgasm approach after a short while. Wanting him to come too, I suck avidly, taking his hard penis as deep as I'm comfortable with. I hear Andrew moan and increase my pace. When he ejaculates inside my mouth, I climax again, clawing the blanket while moaning passionately. |
| Back in control of myself, I raise my head and swallow. Most of his cum flowed out of my mouth, and I lick it up while Andrew licks my pussy clean. I get off him afterwards and lie down on my back alongside him. Breathing deep the warm summer air, I take his hand and entwine our fingers. |
| "We should probably get ready to leave," Andrew says eventually, though he remains where he is. |
| "We should," I agree, but I don't act either. He gets to his feet a while later and offers me his hand. Smiling, I let him pull me up and plant a kiss on his lips. |
| Hand in hand, we walk towards the river. We pass by the basket so I can grab my canteen, and I rinse it once we're there. I fill it with water and use it to clean myself where needed, then refill it and give it to Andrew. He drinks a good portion of it before he does the same. I peek at his penis as he pours water over it, and he stops to offer me the canteen. "Perhaps you want to wash it?" |
| "Sorry, I didn't mean to stare," I say sheepishly. |
| "After everything we did, you apologize for staring?" he asks incredulously. Unsure how to respond, I merely blush. "Just teasing you." He finishes washing himself and drinks some more water. |
| Refreshed, we return to our picnic spot. While I shake out the blanket, fold it, and tuck it under my arm, Andrew picks up the basket and puts the canteen into it. We go to the tree where our towels are drying, and I cram mine into my bag together with the blanket. |
| He leaves the basket at the tree, and we follow the trail to where our clothes are strewn on the ground. I pick up my panties and inspect them to make sure they're free of insects before I put them on. Andrew only gives his clothing a casual look before he starts to dress. When I lift one of my sandals, a beetle suddenly flies past my face with a loud buzz, and I drop it with a shriek. "Everything all right?" he says, tying his shorts. |
| "Just a stupid bug." Warily, I pick up my sandals, but there are no more surprises. I beat them against each other and put them on. |
| He dons his shirt. "So when do you want to meet again?" |
| "Tomorrow," I say with a grin. "But with the impending harvest, I'm afraid it will be a while until I'm free for another day like this. At least we got a few more farmhands, so I hope it won't be too stressful." I pick up my dress and shake it out. |
| "That's good to hear." He slips into his sandals. "We finally have a new apprentice by the way." |
| "Great!" I scrutinize the inside of my dress. "Anyone I know?" |
| He smooths his clothes. "Becca, the girl who got us the swords, if you can believe it. She's so nice and eager to learn. We all like her a lot." |
| I put on my dress. "Really? Does that mean you won't complain anymore when I want to do some fighting practice?" |
| He picks up the training weapons and smiles. "I'll try not to." |
| We return to the tree. Andrew puts the swords and his towel into the sack, and I shoulder my bag. I give him an affectionate kiss on the lips and say, "I'll attempt to come by on each market day and keep you updated." |
| "I hope to see you on every single one." We smooch for a while, then look deeply into each other's eyes. "Bye, Jenny." |
| Reluctantly, I step away from him. "Bye, Andrew." He turns around and departs. With a sigh, I pick up the basket and head home in the opposite direction. I throw a glance at him over my shoulder before he gets out of view, knowing I'll miss him terribly. |
