Cinco de Maya
Maya Montoya couldn’t help but look at herself in the mirror. She loved the blond highlights in her hair. Raul had really outdone himself this time. She was going to have to remember that the next time she went back to see her hairdresser, the girl told herself.
Work was going to be a drag. Maya knew that but she also knew it was something that couldn’t be helped. Not if she wanted money to pay her bills and her rent, unless of course she found some guy who wanted to do that for her.
Yeah right, like that was going to happen. All of the guys she knew were losers. Okay, some of them weren’t as bad as others and there were definitely some things that some guys did right.
Like fuck. Some guys did that pretty damned good and Maya couldn’t help but admit that when it came to fucking, she preferred a real dick to a synthetic one although in a pinch ...
Yeah, guys were good for fucking, or at least some of them were and then of course there were the guys who thought they were better than they actually were.
Christina was already at work at Old Navy when Maya arrived. “You ready for tonight?” her friend asked.
“You know I am.”
“You think we’re going to meet any cute guys this time?” Christina asked as the two of them folded clothes and put them out for display.
“Sometimes, I think that’s the only reason you go out,” Maya needled her friend. “Always on the make. That’s what you are.”
“Oh and like you’re not.”
“At least I’m not out there advertising to every Tom, Dick or Harry that comes along.”
“Are you calling me a slut?”
“Who me?” Maya asked in mock disbelief. “Would I ever do anything like that?”
“Yes.”
“Okay maybe I would but you know you like it.”
Christina smiled. “Well yeah, actually. Maybe I do,” and then she nodded. “Watch out. Here comes the boss.”
Both girls nodded as Mr. Chumley passed. “Ladies,” the man said with a nod of his head before moving on past.
Christina snickered once he moved on by and Maya smiled. He was such a stuffed shirt.
The day dragged on. Christina took her lunch first and then Maya took hers. It would have been nice if Mr. Chumley would let them take a break together but he said he couldn’t have the both of them gone at the same time so Maya ended up eating lunch on her own.
When the day was finally over, the two girls went back to Christina’s house. They were going to The Spot. It was an eighteen and over club that the two girls liked going to.
It wasn’t long before Christina ran into Rafe. He was a boy that they both knew but there was no doubt that it was Christina that he really liked.
It was when Rafe and Christina were out on the dance floor that the stranger approached her. “Your friend really seems to be enjoying herself.”
“Huh?”
The man nodded in the direction of Christina. “Your friend,” he said. “She really seems to be enjoying herself out there.”
“Oh. Yeah.”
“Can I buy you something?”
“Hmm?”
“Can I buy you a drink?”
“Sure.”
“What’ll you have?”
“Pina collada.”
The man motioned at the bartender. “Pina collada for the lady.”
“Coming right up.”
“The name’s Chris,” the man said. “Chris Taylor.”
“Maya. Maya Montoya.”
“Well, Maya, I’m pleased to meet you. Did you know I was watching you?”
“Watching me?”
“Mm hmm. Ever since you came in. I’ve been watching you.”
“Okay.”
“You’re really hot, you know.”
“You think so?”
The bartender was back. “Your drink,” he said. Chris paid the man and the man left.
“Yeah, I think so,” Chris continued after the bartender had left. “I think you’re hot. Much hotter than your friend out there.”
Maya was looking at Chris as well. There was something about him, too, something she couldn’t quite put her finger on, but there was something about him, too.
“You know what I’d like to do with you?”
“What?”
“I’d really like to take you out of here. I’d really like to take you back to my place and we could see what would happen from there.”
Maya couldn’t help looking at the man. Okay, there was definitely something about him, something she couldn’t put her finger on but something about him, something that made her want to ...
No, she wasn’t that kind of girl.
“What about it? You want to go back to my place?”
“I’ve got a better idea. Why don’t we go back to my place.”
“What?”
What indeed? What was wrong with her. There certainly wasn’t anything all that special about him only ... only her pussy was wet. Only she wanted to ...
No.
Yes. “You could come back to my place only if you do, you got to promise me something.”
“What?”
“You’ve got to promise me that you’re going to let me see you’re cock.”
“Really.”
What the hell was wrong with her, Maya wondered. She wondered if maybe the guy had done something to her drink but how could he have. She’d been looking at him the whole time and besides, she’d only taken the one sip.
Too bad though. She almost wished that he had.
What!
Mmm yeah. A doctored drink. Him having his way with her. Her not able to control herself. Heck, she was almost that way now. In fact there was already a part of her that was telling her that she wanted to give in right now. Just let go. Let him have his way with her. Let him do whatever he wanted with her.
He was watching her.
“Can we go back to my place, please?”
“Sure.”
Of course he’d say that if he had doctored her drink but the truth was that he really hadn’t had the opportunity to do that so maybe the elation she was feeling at having him agree to take her home was actually real. Then again, maybe it didn’t matter what had made her feel this way. Whatever it was was certainly real enough.
Chris took her back to her place and with every minute that passed, Maya could feel herself getting hornier and hornier. When she got him back to her place, she practically had to pull him into the apartment and then she was pushing the door closed before she pushed herself up against him.
She couldn’t help but feel elated as he put his arms around her. “Do you like me?” she cooed.
“Yeah.”
“Are you sure? Do you really like me?”
“Yeah.”
It wasn’t that there was anything exactly wrong with his answer but Maya pulled back nonetheless if only so she could turn herself around and then she was turning herself around and she was pushing her butt up against his body. She could feel his cock as he did that. Oh my God. He was so hard and it felt so good. He really did like her.
And then his hands were on her bottom and he was pulling up her skirt even as he pressed herself against him. “Take your cock out,” Maya cooed.
Like a good boy, Chris did what he was told to do.
“You can take my panties down.”
Again, Chris did what he was told to do and this time when Maya pressed her body up against his, this time she could feel his cock against her wet pussy and she couldn’t help but feel elated at just how good that felt.
Chris didn’t need to be old what to do anymore. He just slid his cock inside her wet and waiting pussy.
Mmm that felt good, she thought as she squeezed herself against his cock.
With his hands on her hips, he was now fucking her pussy in earnest now and Maya couldn’t help but love it.
She felt like such a slut but she just didn’t care. All that mattered was that he was fucking her pussy and it seemed as if Chris was thinking the very same thing.
Wouldn’t it be nice if he came inside her, Maya thought, and just that thought was enough to make her pussy convulse once more around his cock.
“Fuck,” he groaned.
She couldn’t have put it any better. Cum inside me, her mind begged. Cum inside me.
It was almost as if his mind knew exactly what her mind was thinking because he groaned once more before letting go and letting his cock cum inside her pussy.
Yes, Maya thought as her pussy milked the cum from his cock. Yes, that was it. That was exactly what she wanted.
The next morning, Maya Montoya couldn’t help but look at herself in the mirror. Her hair was jet black and it looked good with her deep, dark eyes and her brown skin.
She seemed to have remembered bringing a boy to bed with her the night before but that morning when she woke, she was alone in her bed and she was horny.
Stop that, she’d admonished herself but there was no denying the fact that she was horny.
She’d take a shower and she’d head off to work. Christina wasn’t going to be there which was too bad. It seemed as if the work day always went a little bit faster when her friend was working the same shift as her.
She’d been on the job for a couple hours when she thought she had the feeling that someone was watching her but when she turned to look and see who it was, she saw no one and yet she couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching her and what made it worse was that the feeling of being watched was kind of making her hot.
She went back about her business but the feeling still remained.
She went on her lunch break and oddly enough the feeling disappeared but almost as soon as she came back to work the feeling returned agin. Oh my God, the girl thought. Someone here at the store is watching me.
Oh my God. That was so hot.
Should she try to find out who it was or should she just let them watch. Now that was a question. She was dying to know who it was but the thought of having someone watching her in secret was also hot, too.
In the end, she pretended to act as if she didn’t know a thing.
It was 5:00 and she was getting ready to go home. She only had to stop by Mr. Chumley’s office and pick up her check and then she’d be on her way out of there. She knocked on her boss’s open door. “Mr. Chumley?”
“Ah, Maya. Come on in.”
“I just stopped by to pick up my check, Mr. Chumley.”
“Maya, sit down please.”
Maya sat.
“How long have you worked here, Maya?”
“About four months.”
“Do you know why I hired you?”
Maya shook her head.
“I like you. You know I like you better with your hair all black instead of with those dumb highlights in it.”
What the heck was he talking about, Maya wondered. Hadn’t her hair always been black?
“And your skin, it seems a little darker, too. I like that. It makes your eyes pop more.”
Maya had no idea what her boss was talking about. Listening to him, you’d think she was changing somehow but she was still the same person that she’d been yesterday.
“You know what I’d like to see,” and then Mr. Chumley went on without waiting for her to answer. “I’d really like to see your tits.”
He shouldn’t be saying that to her, Maya thought, but it was kind of hot and besides, what would be the harm in pulling up her top and letting the man see her tits.
Mr. Chumley was looking at her or more to the point he was staring at her chest. “I like those,” he said.
“You do?”
“Mm yeah. Maybe you’d like to show me more?”
“You want to see more?”
“Y-yeah.”
Why not, Maya thought as she pulled her top over her head. Actually, it was kind of fun having her boss ogle her tits.
“Wow. Those are ... those are nice.”
“You like them?”
“Yeah.”
“Can you show me something?”
“You want me to show you something?”
“Yeah. I want you to show me something. Can you show me your cock?”
“You want to see my cock?”
“Yeah. You’re stroking it behind the desk, aren’t you. I really want to see it.”
Her boss looked at her and then he stood up and sure enough when he stood, she could see that he’d had his cock out.
“Do you really like my tits?”
“Y-yeah.”
“Do you want to fuck my tits?”
“Can I?”
“I want you to,” Maya told her boss. “I want you to fuck my tits.”
The man came around the desk. “If that’s what you want,” he said, “then fine. Let’s see you knock yourself out.”
Her tits weren’t that big, Maya thought, but in a way, that maybe even better. She loved pressing her tits up against the man’s cock and she stroked herself against the man’s cock.
“Fuck that’s good,” the man moaned.
“You like this?”
“Y-yeah.”
“I like it, too. I like having you fuck my tits.”
“Fuck.”
“Are you going to cum for me? Are you going to cum on my tits?”
The man groaned. “Yeah.”
He didn’t really need to say that. The fact that he was already cumming on her tits was all that needed to be said.
Maya Montoya woke to a horrendous sound coming from her clock radio. The man on the radio, he was speaking complete gibberish. She moved the dial until she found a Spanish language station. Now this was more like it, the girl told herself.
She pulled herself out of bed only to find that she was wearing nothing more than her panties and a smile and while this seemed right to her, she had the distinct impression that this wasn’t the way she normally went to bed. She had the feeling that she usually wore a little something more when she went off to sleep.
She stood up straight as she looked at herself in the mirror. “Me mira,” she told herself. “Mis tetas son tan firmes y redondos.”
That was so right. Her tits were so firm and round.
“Estoy tan cachonda,” she murmured to herself as she let her fingers drop down and play between her legs.
Yes, that was right, she told herself. She was so horny but then it seemed as if she was almost continually horny these days. She’d go out and get herself fucked and it would take the edge off if just for a while but it seemed as if it wasn’t long before she was right back where she started, wet and horny and in need of cock.
Of course there was nothing wrong with that as long as you got a cock to fill that need but when you had a hot, Latina body like she did, well finding a cock to fill her pussy shouldn’t be that hard.
It shouldn’t be, she told herself but after she shoved her ass into her oh so small, little shorts and after she’d shoved her tits into an even tighter top, after she’d gotten herself ready and after she’d stepped out of her apartment and after she’d found herself some guys, what she found is that they were all speaking the same sort of gibberish that she’d heard earlier on her radio. English, her mind told her. They were speaking English but it didn’t matter. She didn’t understand it so she couldn’t understand them and while what she wanted didn’t really require that much talking, she still wanted to know what the guy in her pussy was saying and as long as it came down to that, the longer she had to wait, the hornier she got.
It was really getting to be a problem. She couldn’t understand why but she really needed to be fucked and she really needed it bad and she had no qualms about singling a guy out on the street and going right up to him and asking him if he’d fuck her but each time, it was the same. Either they’d say something unintelligible or they’d just shake their heads and walk away and every time they did, she just got a little more horny.
But she kept trying. She tapped a geeky looking guy on the shoulder.
He turned but whatever he said was unintelligible.
Maya couldn’t help but be frustrated. “I only wanted to ask you something.”
“Ask me what?”
She understood him. “You understand me?” she asked.
“I understand you. You’re speaking a rare dialect, sort of a mix between Spanish and an ancient culture but I know languages and I understand you.”
Maya had no idea what the guy was talking about. It was almost as if he was saying there was something wrong with the way she was speaking but she was speaking the same way she always had.
“How can I help you?”
“I just want to be fucked.”
“W-what?”
She couldn’t have been more clear, could she, and yet this man seemed not to understand her. Maybe he didn’t really understand her but she’d try again. “I want to be fucked,” she said.
“That’s what I thought you said.”
“So what about it? Do you want to fuck me?”
“Well yeah.”
“So ...”
“What do you want to do?”
“We could go back to my place.”
“You’re serious!”
Maya nodded. Of course she was serious. Wasn’t that obvious by now?
“Okay. Let’s go.”
The man told her his name was Dave. Maya didn’t much care what his name was. Actually, Dave looked a bit scrawny and that kind of worried her a bit. As horny as she was, what she needed was a man with a big cock and as scrawny as Dave was, she had doubts as to whether he was up to the task.
As it turned out, she needn’t have worried because no sooner had she gotten the door to her apartment closed than she was diving into Dave’s pants and then she pulled back if only for a moment. “Oh my, Dave.”
“What?”
What indeed. She’d thought she’d been wet before but just seeing Dave’s cock was enough to make her pussy even wetter. “You’re so big,” Maya gushed.
“I am?”
“You sure are and you know what I want to do?”
“What?”
Maya didn’t even bother to pull her hand out of Dave’s pants as he led him over to her couch. “First, we have to get you out of these pesky pants and when we’ve done that, I want you to sit here.”
Dave let himself be pushed down onto the couch and it wasn’t long before Maya was moving in between his legs.
“Let’s get you out of those clothes,” Maya suggested and when Dave didn’t disagree, he was soon stripped of his clothes and moments later, Maya was just as naked as he was.
Maya pushed Dave onto the couch and then she settled in between his legs even as her hand took hold of his member. “You’re so big,” she cooed even as she stroked him.
For his part, Dave didn’t say anything but then Dave didn’t really have to say anything because in moments, it wasn’t just her fingers that Maya had wrapped around his cock.
“Oh fuck,” Dave groaned as Maya continued to suck his cock. “Oh fuck.”
Maya couldn’t help but agree with that. Oh fuck. As much as she liked sucking his cock, what she really wanted was to feel that big, fat cock sliding up inside of her sopping wet pussy.
“Oh fuck,” Dave groaned again.
And still, Maya kept sucking.
“Fuck,” Dave moaned yet again.
It was time. Maya stood and then she was moving forward. Her legs straddled Dave’s and then she was reaching down, down between her legs, down to take hold of Dave’s cock and then she was guiding him to her pussy. “Fuck,” she moaned as she took him inside her. “Fuck.”
Dave wasn’t saying anything but then he didn’t really have to say anything. His hands rested loosely at his sides as he looked up at Maya as she continued to ride his cock.
“I want you to cum,” Maya cooed.
“What?”
“I want you to cum. I want you to cum in my pussy. Can you do that for me? Can you cum in my pussy?”
Could he. Hell yeah, he could. It had taken almost everything he had to keep from coming. Dave nodded.
“Good. That’s what I want. I want you to cum in my pussy.”
Dave couldn’t help but groan as his cock unleashed itself inside of Maya’s pussy and even as it did, Dave could feel that pussy clamp down even tighter on his cock.
“That was fun,” Maya said when it was done, “but you know what?”
Dave shook his head.
“That was fun but I want to do it again. Can we do it again?”
Dave hesitated for a moment but then he gave the only answer that made sense to him. “Sure,” he said. “Sure. We can do it again.”
Maya Montoya woke to the splendor that only a princess such as herself would have been accustomed to.
Her bedroom was large and so was the bed inside it but there were no photos or computers or cell phones. After all, why should there be such things? Those things hadn’t been invented yet.
What there was was clothes and lots of them. She knew her people didn’t have anything like this and on one level that bothered her and yet on another, she knew she was a princess. People expected her to look good.
She dressed herself in a blouse and a skirt and pulled on some jewelry before going off in search of the one person she knew she needed to see.
He was an old man with his head shaved bare. He had a powerful frame and an eye that had been injured in battle that still never seemed to look at you the right way. He was only curt with people he didn’t much like and yet he could be the life of the party when he needed to be. He was all of these things and yet to Maya, he was something even more important. He wasn’t just the king of the Mayans. He was her father.
Or at least she thought he was, and yet ...
“Father?”
“What is it my daughter?”
“It’s about the ceremony.”
“Are you worried?”
“Father, it’s a sacrifice.”
“The gods must be appeased.”
“Yes, I know, but it’s a little different when you’re the one who’s going to be sacrificed.”
“I know, my daughter. I know, but the people must see that we are willing to sacrifice, too.”
“Father, I don’t want to do this.”
“Sometimes, my dear, we have to do things that we don’t want to do. Sometimes, we have to do what we do for the good of the people.”
Maya nodded but that still didn’t change things. She still didn’t want to be sacrificed.
“Why don’t you get some rest my dear. You’ve got a big day in front of you tomorrow.”
Yeah right. That might have sounded better if her big day wasn’t also going to be her last day, too.
The king put his hands on Maya’s shoulders. “I want to tell you, my dear, that whatever happens tomorrow, I am proud of you.”
“Thank you, Father.”
There seemed to be nothing else for her to do except to go to her room but although it was the room of a princess, Maya couldn’t help feeling as if her room was a prison, too.
She might as well go to bed, she told herself.
But then again, she needn’t go alone.
She went to the door to her room and she looked outside.
“Can I help you, Princess?” the guard outside her room asked.
“I think maybe you can. What’s your name?”
“It’s Miguel, Princess.”
“Well, Miguel, I was wondering if you could help me with something. I seemed to have lost something. I was wondering if you could come in my room and help me find it.”
“What did you lose, Princess?”
“Could you just come help me find it?”
The guard shrugged. It wasn’t his place to question what was right or what was wrong. It was merely his job to do what he was told to do so he stepped into the princess’s bedroom. “What are we looking for again?”
“Actually, I think I’ve already found it.”
“Really? Where?”
“Right here,” Maya said as she ran her hand over the front of the guard’s pants.
“Princess!”
“What?”
“I, uh, I don’t think we should be doing this.”
“You don’t, huh? Why don’t you let me decide what should and shouldn’t be done,” and with that, she extracted Miguel’s cock from his pants.
“Princess.”
Maya wasn’t listening anymore. Instead she was kneeling in front of the guard and she was taking his cock into her mouth.
“Oh, Princess.”
He liked it but then why shouldn’t he like it. After all, it wasn’t like you had a princess sucking your cock but then sucking his cock wasn’t the only thing that Maya wanted to do. She pulled her mouth free from the guard’s cock. “Miguel?”
“Yes, Princess.”
“Can you fuck me?”
“I don’t know, Princess.”
“Please.”
“I don’t know. I could get into a lot of trouble for that.”
“Please.”
“I don’t know.”
“But I want it. I want it so bad.”
“But you’re supposed to be a virgin.”
“That just makes it even better.”
“Better?”
“Don’t you want to be the one who teaches me what sex is all about?”
It took a little more coaxing but in the end, Miguel finally relented as Maya had known he would and then she was bringing him to bed and she couldn’t help but marvel at how big and muscly his body was. He could guard her any time he wanted but for the time being at least ...
She climbed up on top of his body and her hand reached down between her legs and she stroked what she found there before pressing her wet pussy down upon the head of it.
“Oh fuck.”
She couldn’t have put it any better, Maya thought as she slid her pussy down even further onto Miguel’s cock.
“Oh Princess.”
He was all the way up inside her now. Maya rocked her hips a couple of times just to get the feel of him inside her but there was no denying that having him inside her like that sure did feel good and it wasn’t long before she was riding his cock in earnest.
“Oh Princess.”
Fuck, it felt so good riding that big, hard cock. It felt so good ...
She was going to cum. She already knew that. Nothing was going to top that. She was going to cum. She just wanted to make sure that when she did that Miguel did, too.
“Oh Princess.”
Just from that one moan she could tell. He was close and that was all it took to make her ride him harder. “I want you to cum,” she told him. “I want you to cum really big.”
Miguel said nothing.
“I want you to cum really big,” she said again. “I want you to make me feel it. I want to feel your cum in my pussy. Can you do that? Can you cum for me?”
“Oh fuck.”
He was so close. That’s all it would take. He was so fucking close. “Come on please,” she begged. “Come for me. I want to feel it. I want it bad.”
That was all it took. That was all it took to get him cumming. That was all it took to get him filling up her pussy with his big, hard cock.
Maya Montoya was naked.
That was only fitting for someone like her as was the place where she’d woken. Whatever it was, it was hard and it was raised, almost as if she were supposed to be on display.
“Good. You’re awake.”
Maya turned suddenly. She hadn’t realized that there was anyone else there but there he was, a Mayan high priest and he was looking right at her.
His head was bald as all priests were. He wore a kilt around his waist but aside from that and the sandals that he wore and the amulet around his neck, he wore nothing else and Maya couldn’t help but stare at his body. God, she wondered if he was hard under his kilt.
Stop it, she told herself. This was a holy man.
Yeah but he had a killer body. What she wouldn’t do to have him fuck her.
“You realize this is where it’s going to happen, don’t you, Princess?”
“Where what’s going to happen?”
“Come now, Princess. Don’t play stupid with me. It doesn’t do either one of us justice when you play dumb with me.”
Maya nodded. She wasn’t sure how she knew but she knew. “You mean the sacrifice.”
“Of course.”
Maya shivered. The High Priest sounded so cold and so dispassionate when he said that but this was her life.
“Of course, to be fair, you’re hardly the right one for the part.”
“I’m not?”
The priest laughed and even then, he still managed to sound serious. “The most important part of a virgin sacrifice is that the person being sacrificed in fact be a virgin. That isn’t you, is it?”
Maya wasn’t sure how she was supposed to answer that. As a princess, she was supposed to keep herself pure but if she lied and said she was, she’d still be eligible for the sacrifice. If on the other hand she said she wasn’t a virgin, she would be admitting to her own failures as a princess.
“That isn’t you, is it,” the High Priest said again.
“No.”
“No, it’s not. You’re just a dirty, little slut, aren’t you?”
“Yes,” Maya said softly.
“If that’s what you are, then maybe you ought to hop down from there.”
Maya couldn’t help but feel shame as she dropped down off the altar. She didn’t really want to be sacrificed but she didn’t want to be found wanting either. What would she tell her father if she was found wanting. Really, what could she tell him.
“Perhaps we can use you still,” the priest said. “It’s important for the people to see that their leaders aren’t above the law.”
That hardly sounded all that much better.
“Let’s see if we can rehabilitate you for the ceremony. Turn around please.”
Maya did as she was instructed.
“Lean forward and put your elbows up against the altar.”
Again, Maya did as she was told to do.
“Now let’s see what we have here.”
Maya couldn’t help but gasp as she felt the priest come up behind her and then she felt him entering her pussy. “What are you doing?”
“Quiet. It’s for your own good. We are rehabilitating you.”
Maybe they were rehabilitating her but being quiet was hardly something she was prepared for, especially not with that cock in her pussy. “Oh my,” she moaned.
“Yes, the slut likes this.”
She didn’t just like it. She loved it.
“Never fear. I will purify you and after that, we’ll have you ready for your big performance tonight.”
Maya wasn’t sure how having the priest fuck her brains out was going to somehow purify her for the sacrifice but at that moment, she didn’t much care what he was doing just so long as he kept fucking her little, wanton pussy.
“Are you ready?”
Oh fuck, she was so ready for whatever he had in store for her. “Yes,” she moaned.
“I asked you if you’re ready.”
“Yes,” Maya moaned again. Fuck, that cock felt good.
“Are you ready?”
“Yes,” Maya moaned yet again. “Yes, I’m ready.”
“That’s what I think, too.”
Maya moaned again but this time, she felt something more than just that cock in her pussy. This time, she felt that cock explode inside her and even as she felt that cock erupt inside her hungry, little cunt, she started to cum as well.
“Yes,” she heard the High Priest say just before she passed out. “Yes, I really do think you’re ready.”
Maya Montoya woke up and she couldn’t help but look at herself in the mirror. She loved the blond highlights in her hair. Raul had really outdone himself this time. She was going to have to remember that the next time she went back to see her hairdresser, the girl told herself.
You didn’t really think we were going to sacrifice you, did you, Princess.
It was him. It was his voice inside her head. It was the High Priest.
You didn’t really think we were going to sacrifice you, did you. After all, you’re hardly a virgin and besides, you have a more important job to do, Princess.
What?
The job of you and your sisters is to grow the tribe.
Grow the tribe? What was that supposed to mean?
There was no answer in her head.
“What’s that supposed to men?” she called out out loud.
Still no answer and in a way, that was answer enough. Her job was to grow the tribe. It wasn’t just her job. It was her duty and it was as simple as that.