Talking
She hands you the bowl and motions for you to take the paste and eat it. You slowly do so, hoping that she didn't just inadvertently give you an aphrodisiac. As you devour the paste the heat between your legs and the sensitivity in your chest slowly start to fade and you let out a yip of delight. She smiles at you knowingly and says softly "I'm glad you enjoy the loss of feeling child. I'll give you several bundles of the herbs I just used to prepare this and you can take it over the next few days." You nod smiling from ear to ear then she starts to bustle around the interior of her home collecting the herbs and telling you more about her own time as a young girl.
You listen with rapt attention then blink as she suddenly is standing in front of you with the bundle of herbs she mentioned held in a basket hanging on her arm. She hands you the basket and a set of instructions on the amount needed for each dose of the suppressant as well as a small scale you can use to measure out the amount you need. You study the scale and look at her questioningly and she just points at the instructions. You nod slowly then she hands you some stones for the other side of the scale in relation to what was written on the paper she'd given you. You smile politely in thanks and put the basket down then sit down and start telling her stories of your life.
Written by Jake Shadow Wolf on 28 March 2013
