We find a farm

Looking around, I spotted a nearby farm.

"Maybe, someone there could give us a quest" I said.

The two of us headed towards the farm. There, we found a young brunette girl carrying a bucket of milk.

Her clothes were ragged and she was barefoot.

"Dragon!" screamed the girl, backing away.

"Relax, she's not gonna breath fire on you" I said, "I haven't taught her how yet. You have any idea how I can get her to breath fire or fly, maybe?"

The girl ended up spilling the milk in her fright. Fred could see she was at least eighteen, he wasn't gonna **** anyone underage even if it was a dream, looked kinda cute for a peasant.

"So what's your name?" I asked.

"Sara" she said, "please don't hurt me"

"You the owner of this farm?"

"Yes, ever since my parents died, I've been taking care of this farm by myself"

I really wanted to fuck this girl and maybe take her with me on my adventures. Of course, the later meant I couldn't just **** her. That dark elf got pretty upset with me over that.

"Why do you bother with a farm?" I asked.

"I need the food and hopefully, I might be able to make enough money to get more than one pair of shoes"

"Really? You do have shoes?"

"Yes, but I can't afford another pair so I only use them when travelling over harsher terrain"

"Right, but couldn't you just accept quests or something?" I asked.

"What's a quest?" Sara asked.

"Oh, I thought this world ran on video game logic" I said, "Don't adventurers get paid to slay monsters and stuff?"

"Yes" said Sara, "but I don't have any skills for that sorta thing"

"Well, I could teach you" I said, "and I've got a dragon with me"

"Sorry, I got scared"

"Its fine" I said, "but she'd be really good at killing monsters and if we can make money off that, we could all live comfortably"

"You'd do all that just for me?" asked Sara.

"Well, there are things you'd need to do in exchange" I said, "you see, I come from a different world and will need stuff about this world explained to me. The dragon, Daenerys, only just hatched today"

"You mean she's-"

"The egg was laid eighteen years ago" I said, defensively, "and during those eighteen years, she shared a psychic link with a dragon god. That means she's a legal adult of consenting age"

"Wow, consenting age in your world is definitely higher" said Sara.

"Didn't need to know that" I said, "but you understand why she won't be able to explain stuff about this world to me?"

"I see"

"Also, I'm gonna need to have sex with you" I said.