Then his body was bruised in the ensuing scuffle. XXNX He’d heard stories about sex, and laughed along like he knew all about it, but in fact Grimbol had no idea how intercourse worked. But that was nothing compared to the thrashing he received from his father when he came home, drunk and angry. Now he was learning what they felt like, smooth, hot and moist. As he watched, Aalina slowly bent forward, and between her beautiful rounded cheeks he could just make out her tiny, pouting lips. Her soft humming drew his attention, and he looked toward the river. It twitched in response. From the wet hole he felt the base of the lips and followed them up on either side. He reached the tuft of hair and continued down the center this time. Soon he was remembering, and in his dreams reliving, his first
