My purpose for this visit into the town was a simple, primal one, something that I needed all thanks to what I had done for these last few days; the pent up stress from constantly being in various training positions was demanding an outlet, and the only one that I knew I had available to me was that of non stop breeding.
Who I was going to breed was unknown to me, but that list was relatively small for this time of day... and my luck with this sort of thing always seemed to be rather immaculate, since the moment I stepped foot in town I laid eyes on the baker's daughter, who gave me a coy smile and curled her finger at me before stepping into an alley.
The flutter of her long black hair dragged my eyes towards the nape of her neck, which I had once peppered in small bites so much that she had to wear a scarf to hide it; the real thing that drew my eyes though was even further down, currently emphasized by the apron she wore.
