The sexual fantasy of a nympho



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Jenny was a 27-year old woman who happily lived in a quiet village; she had been born in the village and everyone had always treated her well. She had no uncles or aunties or any other relatives, but she had learnt to live with the loneliness and appreciate all the positive things in her life. Jenny did not have a brother, although she wanted one and also had a father, who was always busy fishing in the sea, taking care of his fishing nets, and during the day, seeing plastic bags floating along the shore; she decided to give up the idea of a brother.

Just like other day people would always call on the door and then they would send their children to the neighbor’s house telling them to pass the message to Jenny's mother who always would call out through the tiny gap while they were out in the farm. After passing the message, the children would come on to the house and see the two budgies that would chat loudly as they flew around the house, but most of them ran from the house even though the birds were not able to escape.

The houses stood close to one another, and each house was inhabited by two people and there was also a house where a mother lived with a daughter, but not at the moment. The houses looked uncomfortable because it was an awkward type of modern house without balconies, terraces, windows and doors, and they had thick walls and very little ventilation. It was a hot place with waves and sea between the two villages and birds which always chirped loudly in the morning; she loved it and wished the others could stay in her town forever too.

She was not also very tall or thin, rather she was short, but she didn't mind that people always made fun of her height. She was a relatively simple woman and she decided that her relatives and relations in her village had caused her to become like that. From the morning till the afternoon while they were in the farm her mother would always tell her from the house that when her father came from the farm and they both went to the sea together for fishing, she should never leave the fishing nets, and if she wants to wash her face she must go to the sea and wash her face there too so that she didn't stay far from the nets for a long time.

She never complained about the boring job that people had given her because she knew that she must keep it, so that she could learn how to respect people even if it was not easy to stay respectful. However, she had seen her father sometimes opening the window of the house just before the fishermen came to his house, and then he would tell them that he didn't see them as good people; he would let them know that he never felt good around them due to the troubles they had caused him.

When Jenny was 10 her mother died when she had been pregnant and her father had felt sadder than ever after her mother's death; time had been hard on him and he didn't work for weeks, and would not work too hard afterwards, because he was a fisherman. Sometimes he came to the house once in a week and other times he would never come at all. Therefore, he had to forget about the fishing nets and fish sauce, and he had to build a small house in the jungle so that Jenny could stay there and get a job working there.

The jungles had more peaceful life than the village; the birds didn't chirp too loudly and one could see the salty sea through the gaps between the trees. Sometimes one could see even the dark ocean from a far distance, and had a rainbow with the ocean but she never saw the pretty sight. Jenny wanted to travel to the city, because she had always thought the city was a city of life, the place she wanted to be in her life. She knew that people said they went there frequently by buses; even the teachers and the headmaster had told her to stay in the local tribe and that building castles in the air would not help her in life. She had listened carefully to the teachers, but she was still tempted to go to the city.

The tree's leaves were green and the wind moved them as though the trees were dancing, with the graceful movements of the trees, and sometimes the streams that started from the mountains at the end of the jungle would become very distracting to notice. Whenever she crossed the river, which made her feel as if she was making a huge jump out of the river, she would start thinking of her wishes and imaginations.

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