Hedviga got fearful that she might not even be able to walk out of the longhouse without having to pause because of the arousal! Inside Hedvigas clouded mind she did notice that her mother wasn’t pressing it into her with her hand this time! She felt something building inside of her, something unstoppable! -”This will give us some privacy…”, she whispered. It was very big! It felt weird but very arousing to walk around with such a thing inside of her most secret folds! She slowly stroked the piece of wood against one of them and gently pinched the other with her fingers. Hedviga couldn’t resist. It was a cramped room with two beds. But it must press into her immensely as she bends over or squats like that by the fireplace, Frida thought. Behind the wall there were their sleeping chambers. The women that fled to the mountains would bring all the valuables with them, that way saving some of the riches of the village.
