Dunla

And so, when I watch Iona disappear between the torches, I am the last girl left. I hope all the girls who stray get to enjoy this event the way they intend to. I am mostly worried for Finola though. Thank the gods the river is shallow. In her case, maybe it is best if some guy catches her. At least then she will have someone to guide her home.

Anyways, the time has come to bring this even to a close. I ring the bell three times. This will let the guys still surrounding this glade know that the last girl is leaving the glade. Then I place the bell on the ground, in front of the bonfire. Tomorrow, some women will come here, clean up the ashes of the bonfire and pick up the bell. And so, off I go.

When I pass the torches and I am on the path, I take a moment to reflect on my previous Samhains.

First there was Rowena’s uncle. He was old, but happy that he got to be with someone like me. Even now, I still remember him saying honored he felt to be with a beauty like me. He was kinda cute that way. Too bad he is too old for me. If he was my age, it would have been different.

Then there was Gwendolyn’s brother. He was young and focused a lot on what he wanted instead of focusing on me. I hope he has matured by now.

For my third Samhain I was caught by Connal, the cattle farmer’s son. He was so nervous. He probably thought a Samhain child like myself would be a total seductress and take the lead. Well, I made that fantasy come true. Just for him.

The fourth time I got caught by the twins. I don’t think the ancestors wanted guys to work together like that, but the guy who exchanged necklaces with me is the same as the guy who left his seed in my womb. So, I guess it’s alright. I also can’t say I was against being permitted to enjoy 2 penisses at the same time. That was at least an interesting change.

Then last year, it was the smith’s youngest son, Kinkade. He was a virgin and wanted to do everything at once. He was only able to do so because I made him stop and calm down every couple of minutes. In a way, it was a game of letting him be in charge for a while, then me taking over of him and pulling him back from the edge. Still, it looked rather torturous to deny him a chance to finish. But by the end he had me in every hole and in every position, he could come up with. I even suggested a few of my own.

And so now, my sixth Samhain begins. Shall I be taken by a guy that has already had me before? Or will it be a new guy? Perhaps I will finally be given a Samhain child of my own. And it all depends on how I am going to stray this year.