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Despite Minxy's vigorous attempts at getting a straight answer out of you, you attempt to find your way out of answering at least one of them, the one about your true intentions of coming to this village. You swallow your saliva in a vain hope of hiding your nervousness in the voice and answer:

"I am looking for a place to stay in. Out of all the places that I've looked at, your school seemed to be offering rooms to stay in for staff that works for them, to cover the costs of having to ride there."

Minxy smiles as her hand slowly traces up and down your thigh, carefully reaching further towards your crotch as you catch a glimpse of Big Lindsey smiling and biting her lip. A light gasp escapes your lips when Minxy's fingers catch themselves on a shaft of your already erect penis. You glance at her for a moment but she's seems to be just sitting there with her head leaned on her wrist, as her elbow rests on the side of the seat. She smiles at your response, nodding casually, while her sneaky grasp finds it's way to your zipper, pulling and unzipping it with ease. It's certainly going to get somewhere in a moment, and you have no idea whether or not you should ask her to stop. After all, you have to focus on the road, and your task at hand.