Saarosah looked startled as she glanced from face to face, "But... I thought... you
gay muscle quicktime clips would... understand. Only want to... ease his needs... but... not... to... have baby... it is... a good thing... I
gay muscle quicktime clips wish... to do. Chief... should not... have... woman... used by... others... not
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Malaeeva led her away, towards a shaded place with other downed trees; they found a place to sit. She sat down next to the girl, put her arms around her and rocked gently back and forth. Shaweena stood close by.
The Chiefs mother spoke close to the girls ear, "I do understand, my child and it is a, ah, you show that you have deep feelings for my son and
gay muscle quicktime clips that you want to... but... you do not know Sahjeed."
Saarosah lifted her head and looked into Malaeevas eyes, "Not... know him? But... "
"I do not think my son would, use a woman to satisfy his needs. He would have long ago had he been that way."
"But all... men... that I... have seen... "
"Sahjeed is not like others, my child."
Shaweena leaned close, "And you are not like other maidens, Saarosah. Many would use the closeness you have to the Chief to gain advantage for them selves. Were you to lay with the Chief
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Saarosahs eyes opened wide, "But... I have... not ever... thought of that... I am not... proper... as a mate... for the Chief... he... would have... someone... much better than... me... I... am... nothing."
Shaweena watched as the girl spoke, "You mean that, do you not? My child, you are more than you think and you are more in the thoughts of Sahjeed than you know."
Saarosah blinked away tears, "I do not... understand... "
Malaeeva leaned close again, "Sahjeed has loved before, in his youth. She died of a sickness... he has looked at no woman since, but, my child, he looks at you, he sees you, even as he does not see the daughters of Domohaas."
Shaweena leaned close, "I must return to the village, but," she winked at Malaeeva, "We have a small surprise for you, perhaps late this sun, perhaps the next. Come, we must go back."
Sahjeed Deedas men performed the rites for those of his men who had fallen in the battle. It was a somber line
gay muscle quicktime clips that slowly walked by, leaving an object of remembrance and a handful of soil in each grave. The Chief stayed and slowly walked back and forth before each site, pausing again and again.
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