The morning after she woke up confused and completly naked, was that just a dream? She was dirty and had a funny taste in her mouth. She looked around and saw the donkeys were all over the plains, they must have gotten out somehow.... or... did she open it? Not far away from her was her silk morning roab laying in the dirt. "Goddamit" she let out as she got up. There was a lot of work to do now and her lazy good for nothing husband wasn't gonna do anything about it.
After a couple of hours herding the animals back in their pens she could finally go take a shower. While showering she started to think about the night before, had she walked in her sleep? Probably due to all the working, she was exhausted. She thought about the pen... how had they gotten out? The donkeys?... While in the shower she was scrubbing her self thinking, letting the soap rince off, letting her hands glide over her... sore? breasts... down to... Lampwick? "hahAAW!" the let out stumbling slightly forward imediatly raising one of he hands to her mouth slightly blushing. She was horny? Her husband had left for town, probably to get drunk an hour before so she might as well rub one out. What was weird was that she kept thinking of that damn donkey the whole time... but she didn't mind. It was... ok...