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Chapter 4 by Unwanted-Empathy Unwanted-Empathy

Will She Still Proceed?

No

Air ripe with the smell of piss, Arerto takes control of her lust and wrestles it back down.

"Boy can you get home from here?" She asks.

The peasant stands up with his head still lowered in shame, unable to look upon this strong and sexy warrioress. He answers meakly.

"Yes" he answers quickly , no longer able to stand the shame and be in her powerful presence, he runs off into the night.

"That poor young man."

Arerto whirls around, sword at the ready, as she points it at the figure hiding in the shadows.

"Revel yourself now!" She yelled in a loud commanding voice.

What's next?

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