Noticing attractive women

As you and your companion walk back from the village center, you can't help but notice a pretty Indian or two looking your way. Even if you weren't exactly an Indian brave, your height and brawn made you stand out wherever you went. And it wasn't just in the village. Back at the settlement, even some of the local Puritan girls have blushed and turned there heads when you cast a glance their direction.

Despite the fact that you loved Victoria, it would be a long time before you ever returned to England at this rate. A long time without company. You sigh at the thought, disturbing your companion before you assure him it's fine. For goodness sake, a part of you missed your sessions with Krista, as much as you hated them at the time. Your mind wandered, dreaming of the soft, warm grip of a woman's gash, the satisfaction of gripping a firm, perky breast...you have to resist the inclination to drool as you walk home.

Getting back to Winthrop's place, you lose yourself in menial work. You walk into the tool shed, doing minor repairs and organization of the various plows, shovels, and other odds and ends needed for farming. For a while things are as normal, but eventually your thoughts drift back to your loneliness. You know your fellows would disapprove heavily of such lustful thought; there is always a feeling on being on thin ice with these folk. Still, they can't read your thoughts, can they? You feel reassured of your safety.

That is until, you hear a loud gasp from the direction of the doorway (which you thought was closed), followed almost immediately by the sound of something dropping to the ground. That's when it hits you that you have a massive, throbbing erection.