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I lay there, awake for ages. I could hear her and occasionally, could hear him. I imagined his body, although I had only seen a part of it. I had seen his naked chest when he worked in the garden, but he really didn’t do anything for me. I imagined it was me he was with, as I absentmindedly played with a nipple. My other hand worked it’s way down between my legs. I tried to time my rhythm with the grunts and groans coming from the room next door. Then, I took my Mister Pinky vibrator from my bedside drawer and turned it on to the lowest setting. It purred delightfully as I it slipped inside my dampening pussy. I pushed it all the way in and clamped it between my thighs as waves of arousal washed over my body. I must have dropped off to sleep as I woke up some time later but didn’t open my eyes straight away. Something had changed. Mister Pinky was vibrating against one of my nipples and it wasn’t on the lowest setting any longer. It was on the highest. My fingers were being pushed. The village womenfolk, Gudrun among them, unloaded the food while men set about unloading tables, benches and chairs, and then built three roaring cook-fires. Children meanwhile, did what children everywhere do: play wildly and get into the adult’s hair until rebuked; Rebecca noted that Frieda seemed to have only her mother.Rebecca considered herself fortunate that Frieda had spotted her first, rather than her mother or another adult. Her undignified antics at the top of the ramp might have mystified an adult, calling into question her authority, casting into doubt her presence as a High One. She also wondered if use of the gate had mistakenly convinced the palace of her status as a High One, thereby granting her nearly unlimited access to the facility. She had arrived in the same manner that The High Ones had exited the palace, after all: through the gate. It might explain the sudden appearance of the bath furnishings and toiletries, possibly even the clean-up of her pee puddle from.
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