The Sexually Advanced and the New World

The year is 1623, in the area that is now known as Maine a young man no older than 19 trots through the woods north from Belfest to Bangor following the river to his right. His name is Jonah and he carries on his back herbs for remedies, letters, and communion wine for his pastor uncle's church. Its hot as can be as his shirt sticks tight on his wiry chest from sweat, and all sorts of buzzing insects hover around him.

He is on his third of his five day trek, and he is exhausted. He has made this trek at least twice a month over the last two years, not counting the winters of course. He was used to it, the days of just walking for hours and hours until the sun set and he camped, but the heat had been unrelenting for these past three days and it had a way to wither a man. He stumbled along the side of the river his weathered shoes crunching across river stones and cracking mud. He stumbled ever forward counting the steps when suddenly he heard a shout.

Jonah's head popped up and two his right was two native girls, he had been so in his own head he hadn't even noticed them. One of them sat on a unfurled blanket on the edge of the river, and the other stood waist deep in the water. What Jonah saw made his jaw hit the ground, these girls were something out of a dream they both had bodies like rolling hills, chests as big as the moon dipping into the thinnest waists, and backsides as full could be standing on dancers legs. The most stunning thing beyond all those however was their faces, these two girls were gorgeous, prettier than anything he had even seen in devil's dreams. Above all though they were as naked as the day they were born, loose garments scattered around the shore.

Both girls looked at him for a moment before breaking out into giggles, not even attempting to cover their bare bodies from him. The one on the blanket waved at him and like a drunk fool he waved backed. The two naked natives began speaking back and forth happily with each other now that they had his attention in a tongue he could not understand. It was at this moment he realized the tenting of his pants, he tried to cover it from the two girls whose giggles turned to laughter. He tried to cover himself with his hands his face as red as a beat. That is when the girl in the water stepped from the river and walked to him, wrapping herself around his arm and talking to him slowly in words alien to him.

She lead him to her compatriot on the blanket, and from there well one could assume what might of happened with three young adults in that situation. Jonah would arrive a day late to Bangor than intended, more haggard and exhausted than he had made his march. He arrived with sad news that from a slip on wet river stone he had shattered the communion wine, though his pack shown no stains or glass. He would then spend his first full day in Bangor sleeping on his uncle's guest cot spent in ways that confused and baffled his relatives.

• Story from the erotic true stories of the Settlers.

Bimbos and Bulls have a long and storied history in the old world, there is much historical evidence that would place them as back as far as history was recorded, but what about the New World.

The New World's relative isolation from the rest of globe would garner some speculation about how Bimbos and Bulls would of found their way among the New World denizens. One could theorize that they go far as back as the ice age nomads that crossed the great Ice Bridge following heads of game 15,000 years ago. The natural hardiness of Bulls would of been a great asset in these times.

One could also theorize that the genetic parents of the Bimbos and Bulls of the New World came later, as though we may have heard the tale of Columbus finding the Americas. There exists clear evidence to show however, members of mariner cultures along the western shore of what is now North America. Some of this evidence would point to arrivals to the New World up to a thousand years back. Perhaps one of these sea farers brought with them a Bull(s) that laid their seed with Native Women.

We can suspect from artifacts that Romans were of the earliest travelers to cross the ocean, and arrive in the Americas. From what we can tell their groups were extremely small, and if they did not die most likely bred out into the Native populations in the western coastline. Where a possible Bull could of laid the seeds for the entire Native Bimbo and Bull populations of America.

Another more or less confirmed of travelers were Vikings who managed to form a settlement that may of lasted from the 1300's to the 1500's before either dying out or once again breeding out into the Native communities.

There is also additional evidence of Chinese traders crossing the great ocean, but by the time they arrived there would be no feasible way, even for the virility of a Bull to populate all sections of the Americas with the traces of Bimbos and Bulls before English settlers arrived on the east coast seventy one years later.

What can be said is that Bimbos and Bulls have long since been in the Americas, and the level of which they populated the New World's population is up for speculation. Sadly with the loss of so much of the Native population, and the erasure of much of the recorded and oral histories of the region by manifest destiny it leaves many holes in the numbers. If only we could have a window to this land a thousand years ago to see what the population of Bimbos and Bulls looked like.