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04.Sep.13, 04:03 AM
O'wain usually tried to get his laundry done by helpful ladies who were hoping to win his affections but various things happening over the last several days resulted in him running out before he had the chance. Which was why he was down by the river's edge rinsing out his trousers and wringing as much water as he could manage out of them.
He already had his shirts done and they were bundled up in the basket. Once done O'wain will take all his clean but wet clothing and hang them out on the line near his hut. He had picked an area near a bend in the river which he liked to use. The current was slower but it felt more isolated to him. He had not noticed anybody coming to the river to do exactly what he was doing. Only when he heard a frustrated shout of 'I don't get girls' did he realize somebody else must have arrived.
Tossing his now clean trousers into the basket, O'wain gathered up the rest of his laundry and moved towards where the shout came from. If somebody needed help with girls, he best finish his laundry at the young man's side. A few moments later he spotted a young man, matching the young sounding voice he heard shout.
"Girls are very complicated," O'wain said to announce his approach. Once he was near he put his basket down and gathered up the small clothes he still needed to wash and joined the young man in the water.
Because he was washing, O'wain had long since removed his shirt, in fact his shirt was buried somewhere with the other clean but still wet clothing in the basket. He would have removed his trousers to do the same but the boy may not like to see a naked man when he was trying to find out about girls.
Taking a look at the young man O'wain pegged him to be around 12 or 13 turns, 14 at the most, if he was a late bloomer. Looking him over O'wain recalled seeing the boy around here and there but never really talked to him before now.
"I can teach you all about girls but I should tell you right off the bat, no man truly understands them. Best I can do, or any man for that matter, is teach you enough to at least impress them."
He already had his shirts done and they were bundled up in the basket. Once done O'wain will take all his clean but wet clothing and hang them out on the line near his hut. He had picked an area near a bend in the river which he liked to use. The current was slower but it felt more isolated to him. He had not noticed anybody coming to the river to do exactly what he was doing. Only when he heard a frustrated shout of 'I don't get girls' did he realize somebody else must have arrived.
Tossing his now clean trousers into the basket, O'wain gathered up the rest of his laundry and moved towards where the shout came from. If somebody needed help with girls, he best finish his laundry at the young man's side. A few moments later he spotted a young man, matching the young sounding voice he heard shout.
"Girls are very complicated," O'wain said to announce his approach. Once he was near he put his basket down and gathered up the small clothes he still needed to wash and joined the young man in the water.
Because he was washing, O'wain had long since removed his shirt, in fact his shirt was buried somewhere with the other clean but still wet clothing in the basket. He would have removed his trousers to do the same but the boy may not like to see a naked man when he was trying to find out about girls.
Taking a look at the young man O'wain pegged him to be around 12 or 13 turns, 14 at the most, if he was a late bloomer. Looking him over O'wain recalled seeing the boy around here and there but never really talked to him before now.
"I can teach you all about girls but I should tell you right off the bat, no man truly understands them. Best I can do, or any man for that matter, is teach you enough to at least impress them."
