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Subject: {ASSM} A Nomadic Encounter: Part 5  (MF, Rom ) Esu Migabe
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{ASSM} A Nomadic Encounter: Part 5  (MF, Rom ) Esu Migabe


WARNING: This story will contain situations and explicit language
of an adult nature and should be read only by those of a legal
age to do so. If you are a minor or object to stories of an adult
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The characters portrayed in this story are just that, characters
in my story.  Any similarities to real people are purely
coincidental and unintentional. The characters and situations
portrayed are pure fantasy; the author is keen to state that in
reality adult sexuality should remain only in the adult world.
Please do not allow or cause this story to fall in to the hands
of minors.

(c) Esu Migabe 2006
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Part 5

Hywel rose early the next morning. He was still concerned about Amelia and 
why she had had such a bad dream the night before. He believed in his own 
dreams and worried about the consequences for days. Now he was going to have 
to make sure that nothing was going to happen to her either. He wandered 
down to the lake and splashed his face with water and sat down on the bank, 
waiting for her.

`What does the dream mean? Is he going to come looking for her? I daren't 
ask her too many details because she was clearly upset and I don't want to 
make her relive it.
I must notice if anything unusual happens.' He immediately looked around 
while listening for any strange sounds. `No, it all seems very normal.' He 
relaxed and waited for Amelia to awaken.

It wasn't long before she appeared from the mine shaft. She saw Hywel and 
wandered down to the lake to greet him. "Good morning." She smiled before 
leaning down at the waters edge and washed her face. "Oh, that feels so much 
better. I'm fully awake now."

"What are your plans for today Hywel?"

He wondered if she was trying to get rid of him. Had he upset her in some 
way? `Surely not, last night she needed me.'

"I haven't made any plans, why do you ask?"

She breathed a sigh of relief. She hadn't wanted to hound him and was glad 
that he wasn't trying to get rid of her because she did want to be in his 
company for a while longer yet.

"Ummm, I just wanted to explore the valley further. I've never seen all of 
it before."

Hywel looked at her and smiled. "Well come on then. We'll explore it 
together." He took her by the hand and pulled her to her feet. Amelia smiled 
and kept hold of his hand as they set out on their travels. They spent a 
pleasant morning in the valley. Hywel pointed out the landmarks, the disused 
mines, the wild animals and the flowers. Amelia was surprised, she never 
realised how beautiful Wales could be. She also realised that she felt 
totally relaxed in Hywel's company.

Amelia stopped walking and turned to face him. She put her arms around his 
body and smiled before kissing him gently on his lips. Hywel blushed but 
that didn't stop him from putting his arms around her and returning the 
kiss.

Suddenly without warning a man jumped out in front of them barring their 
way. "No further, you can go no further."

"What? Who are you?" asked Hywel. He was annoyed that he hadn't remembered 
his earlier promise to himself to keep alert at all times.

The man didn't reply; he raised his fists instead. Amelia saw this and 
gasped. "You can't hurt him. Hywel is a good man." Hywel was totally 
shocked. `What does this man want? I knew humans were trouble.' The man 
sneered at them both.  "It seems to me that you have goods here that belong 
to me and I want them back."

Hywel stared at Amelia. He thought back to their first meeting, she was very 
tearful then and he hadn't really known why. Then when he had met her again 
dressed in that awful dress, she'd said she had left her husband. Was this 
him? He knew that she must have had a reason to do that but did he really 
want to defend her. His heart quickly gave him the answer to that question.

"I wasn't his goods, I was his wife." Amelia retorted. Panic and fear 
flooded throughout her body. `I can't go back there. But what is Hywel going 
to think of me if he knows my full life story? He wouldn't want anything 
more to do with me.'

She looked at her husband again and her anger erupted. "How dare you even 
think that I would come back to you? All you ever think about is yourself 
and what you can get from others. Now get out of our way before I make you."

Hywel was shocked by her outburst. Amelia's husband was amazed. He 
stuttered, "Since when have I given permission for you to speak to me like 
that?" Amelia didn't bother to reply. She just linked her arm through 
Hywel's and started to walk away. Her husband called after her but she 
didn't look back towards him.

"What did he do to you?"

He felt her tremble, "It's a long story, would you mind if I told you later 
when we are further away from him?"

She was amazed by the way she had stood up to her husband. Never before had 
she dared to do that. Where had that strength come from? There could only be 
one answer and he was now walking beside her.

"Of course you can, whenever you feel you are ready."

Hywel's words comforted her slightly but then she remembered she hadn't told 
him everything about her life before. She sighed. `What man would like the 
story I've got to tell?' But she knew that he was going to have to hear it 
soon.

* * *

Her husband watched her walk away with a stunned silence. When had Amelia 
ever acted in that way before towards him? He blamed it on the strange 
character that was accompanying her. He had changed her clothes and even her 
manner. He had never heard her answer him back before, let alone absolutely 
disobey him.

He spoke to himself quietly. "This new feisty Amelia is quite a girl. I 
wonder..."

* * *

Later that evening back by the old mine shaft, Hywel sat alone thinking 
about what she had told him. They'd had a quiet evening in front of the fire 
which he had made earlier. He had seen her back into the shaft when she 
yawned after telling him her story. He'd wanted to comfort her more than he 
had been able to but the time wasn't right, not for that sort of comfort 
anyway. He loved her. He was now sure of that.

He wondered how a man could treat his wife as her husband had. All that, 
just for money. How much money did people want? He stood up and stamped out 
the dwindling fire before going to guard the shaft once more. `Amelia, she 
was a good'un.'

* * *

Amelia drifted into her sleep. She felt happier now she'd told Hywel the 
whole story. He hadn't thought of her as bad. He understood. He was going to 
protect her and help her live in the valley. She smiled.
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I hope you have enjoyed reading this story as much as I enjoyed writing it.  
As always, feedback is appreciated, since it is my only payment for my work. 
Please address comments to esu_migabe@hotmail.com

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ASSTR, without the EXPRESS PERMISSION of the author. Any reader may archive 
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(c)Esu Migabe 2006

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