by Emiliana Silvestri

Created on: January 09, 2009

Screaming inside as she laughs outside, mouths turning upwards as her contagious laugh reaches across the space around her, engulfing ten or more people towards her spirit. The harim quickly circle her as their pupils widen at her luscious sexuality. Not one of them concerned for her choice on the positioning of them all. The looks of delight, excitement and utter adoration disgust her. She feels sick at the reaction she is unintentionally causing and squeezes through a small gap one of the pigs have made for her. She can hear their dicks calling her as she walks away from the scene, her steps turning into a quicker pace, her increasing need urgently arising to feel the sand between her toes and the seawater bitter on her lips. As her onlookers become more distant, her breath becomes free, immediately her chest relaxes and as she eyes up the beautiful blue in front of her, she starts running into the water.... Great long leaps towards the ocean. Her sex and adulthood forgotten, her childlike nature combusting amongst the waves and the internal screaming has stopped in an instant, it has been replaced with real laughter. She swims in and out of the waves, going deep under water, covering herself in nature's finest liquid. Elated by the sea and at ease with the harim of fish swimming between her feet....She has no idea she is being watched.

She bathed in the sea for about two hours that day. For the entire time she swam, he watched her. He sat on his usual rock, watching her. His mind swam as her body did. He was sure she knew he was there, he didn't hide his gazing..

As she stepped out of the water with the light fading into evening, she felt a chill and headed back to her hut for an hour's solace. When she opened her hut, she was surprised to find a white rabbit sitting in the corner, seemingly frightened. She scooped him up in her henna ridden sun kissed arms. He didn't move so she lay down on the cold stone floor, placed the rabbit on her chest, looked up to the ceiling and took a moment to digest her surroundings. His nose twitched and she emulated his mannerisms. After an hour, she wrapped herself up in a sarong. The rabbit was now discovering a new confidence and hopping between her feet as she dressed.

He watched her hut, the door was shut and his mind played a million visions of what she may be doing in there. His patience was admirable and when she finally appeared he gasped. Today she had a rabbit in her arms.

She scoped the scene from her hut door.

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