Gliding quietly, she slipped into his tent
Knowing he would sense her there
But trusting him to know she meant no harm
She quickly placed her hand over her mouth
Silencing his questions, she stared into his eyes
As she removed the deerskin shift she wore
Moving quickly, she stretched out along side him
The old women had told her what to do
But she knew at this moment that she needed no help
She captured his thigh between her legs
As she brushed his chest lightly with her nipples
Rubbing herself gently against his leg
She felt him rise against her stomach
But he lay as silent and still as he was
When she first entered the tent
He was leaving this to her and suddenly
She knew she would not disappoint him
She knew exactly what to do

To be continued