Chapter 6. Hunger

“Me and my big mouth,” mumbled Eron beneath his breath. “And damn it, her rice cakes and cassava sweets are absolutely delicious!”

No thanks to him insisting that they go and talk with the woman he saw from afar, his boss had relieved him from his work and had insisted that they accompany her back to the sawmill. So, after having several small pastries which he bought from the beautiful, buxom woman, he found himself carrying her other Eco-bag since she insisted on carrying her basket.

And to his alarm, he was now trying to control his lust as he strolled beside her, so very close to just ravishing her as she talked to his new boss. He suddenly was wishing he never came near her…

How thankful he was that Jack was the one talking to her and not him.

“I really think that it would be good for all of us, Diwana… I know I’ve mentioned it many times, but, if you had a diner here in the camp, you’d make a lot more money, and also, you’d avoid having to