li m bed t rees and drank f rom t he s t rea m , p l ay i ng h i de and seek and t ag. N o servan t s, no paren t s, no po m pous nob l e ’s ch il dren. Just t he s i m p l e p l easures of lif e w it h t h i s l ove l y and s i m p l e peasant g i r l .
W hen t he search par t y fi na ll y f ound t hem t hey f e i g n ed be i ng l ost so as not t o get i n t o t roub l e t he m se l ves and Sa m son had m ade sure t o t e l l h i s papa t hat he w as t he one w ho ’ d l e f t t he carr i age of h i s o w n f ree w ill , so t hat D a n i a ’ s f a m il y w ou l d not be he l d accoun t ab l e and pun i shed.
A s he ’ d w a l ked grudg i ng l y back t o t he carr i age w it h h i s f a t her, he broke f ree f rom h i s f a t her ’ s hand t o run t o hug t he pre tt y young g i rl w ho ’ d sho w n h i m t h i s day of s w eet f reedo m . H e pu ll ed her c l ose t o h i m and w h i spered in her ear.
“ I’l l s t eal a w ay t o be w it h you aga i n. I s w ear.”
She s m il ed and nodded and i n t hat m o m ent each of t hem knew t hat t hey w ou l d be f r i ends f or a l ong ti m e t o co m e, desp it e t he i r s t a ti on i n lif e. H e w ou l d sneak a w ay and m eet her i n t he fi e l d t hat w as part w ay t o t he v ill age f rom h i s f a t her ’ s es t a t e as o ft en as he cou l d….several ti m es a year. A nd t hey ’ d w a l ked t he fi e l ds, en j oyed t he w oods and l ay back aga i nst t he green ear t h on sunny days t o m arvel at t he shapes of t he c l ouds i n t he sky w it h a l l t he w onder of a c h il d ’ s eyes.
T he seasons had co m e and gone and bo t h had gro w n i n t o t he i r t een years…he w it h l ong sandy l ocks, t urquo i se eyes and a s t rong, w e ll- m usc l ed body…and she a l ove l y ny m ph w it h l usc i ous curves, a s w eet bee - s t ung pout and s il ky ha i r t hat w ou l d dr i ve a m an t o h i s w it s end at t he s i ght of her.
T hey soon f ound t he m se l ves w e l l i n t o adu lt hood, w i t h h i m ac ti ng t he rogue, t o h i s paren t s d i s m ay, and l ong past an age w here he shou l d have m arr i ed and se ttl ed do w n, and her s til l ho l d i ng her pur it y f or so m e pagan f ana ti c i sm t hat he hoped t o r i d her o f , at l east f or an a ft e r noon.
H e w as used t o w o m en t hro w i ng t he m se l ves at h i s f ee t . H e had no l ack of f e m a l e a tt en ti on f rom every corr i dor, and so he supposed her re f usal t o bed h i m w as w hat m ade h i m w ant her even m ore.
A nd a lt hough he f e l t a cer t a i n f ondness f or h i s s w e et ch il dhood f r i end, as he ’ d reached m anhood, he ’ d come t o rea li ze t hat she, li ke a l l t he res t , w as no m ore t han ano t her f e m a l e w ho had b l osso m ed f rom a w i de eyed, f a i r - ha i red ch il d i n t o w o m anhood. A nd ye t , so m e t h i ng drew h i m t o her li ke a m o t h t o a fl a m e, and desp it e her re f usal t o s l eep w it h h i m , he s til l m et w it h her o ft en.
A nd a lt hough he w ou l d grudg i ng l y put u p w it h t he i r p l a t on i c f r i endsh i p j ust so he cou l d see her, i t n e ver s t opped h i m f rom t ry i ng t o conv i nce her t o share h i s bed on nu m e r ous occas i ons.
H e ’ d w orked on break i ng do w n her de f enses ev e ry ti m e t hey ’ d m e t ….and at fi rst he conv i nced her t o all ow h i m a f ew chas t e k i sses. T hat had gone w e ll , and so he ’ d con ti nued h i s pursu it . T he t hr il l of t he hunt had dr i ven h i m t o m adness. T he l ast ti m e he ’ d seen her a f ew m on t hs ago, t hose k i sses had t urned qu it e pass i ona t e, and a lt hough she pro t es t ed, he knew da m ned w e l l t hat she des i red h i m .
O f course, he never f oo l ed h i m se l f t hat she cou l d e v er be m ore t han one of m any da lli ances, f or he cou l d never m arry one of such l ow s t a ti on…nor w ou l d he w ant t o s i nce he w ou l d never se
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