It was a simple dinner and a small party but attended by many of the villagers. Mostly those that they cured and their families. They tell tales about a giant bird attacking humans at night. They have different versions of the stories that Hendrix got tired of listening to.
“Maybe it’s another mutation of the konxelada demons,” one said
“The channaks and the hukluvans could have done something,” another one added
Hendrix went out of the terrace to get some fresh air. He noticed that Naria is getting more and more…her scent is… Hendrix couldn’t explain it, he sighed not understanding how he felt.
“Hey, you,”
Hendrix turned around and there she was. Her scent is tolerable when it’s alfresco, she doesn’t smell as delicious. His erection is threatening him again that Hendrix clench
