"No fucking". What the hell was this, she thought. Next he pointed at the sun's vague outline through the thatched roof, and signaled it moving to the other horizon. "Night" she thought. Then he pointed at her, then in the direction of their little village. Oh. "Come to the town tonight". She nodded. Big party, she guessed.Ellen was edgy by the time evening came, walking down the path toward the village. She had almost masturbated for the lack of the sex she was used to, but decided they must want her horny for tonight. She had thought it might be a dinner party, but they had brought her meal as usual. As she neared their huts, she heard the rhythmic beating of a drum.The clearing in the center of their ragtag dwellings had a big fire going, and reed mats all around it. There was a sweet, acrid smell hanging heavy in the air, coming from the leaves that were smoking in the fire. It reminded her of pot, though it was a little different. She took a deep breath, conscious of the way it. My practice use of the fork and knife had stretch outlong enough for me to feel confident with the real food when it came.I heard a giggle from the hallway as Marion stepped into the room beamingand saying, "Oh, this is so much better than the beast mask. Now don'tstart acting embarrassed. This look is to cute to waste on awkwardness."She bounced over to me and kissed me on the cheek. She mussed my hair andstraighten my bib. She declared, "I smell roast chicken and garlic. Let'seat."We talked back and forth about the trials of the days and how the maskhad really sent both of us reeling. She shared she was conflicted betweenwanting to play fetch with me and wanting to lock me out of the housetill it was over. She said if I ever was transformed in that way againthat she;d feel better if I stayed down stairs till she was fully awake.It took me longer to eat then her but she stayed and talked while Itoiled with the oversized implements.She brought up another date night saying we could.
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