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    The First Thanksgiving

    "We’ve been walking for three days. A lot of our children and elderly have died, people are getting sick. The date is November 24 when we finally see the smoke coming from behind some trees. We had heard a lot about those Indians, that they were savages who killed strangers like us.

    "I was the one of highest social standing so I suggested we go to them anyways because we were gonna die either way. The majority agreed, some left to find the nearest town to get rid of the Indians. I lead my people into the tribe where the Indians have gathered around a big feast with a giant turkey roasting in the fire, giant platters of corn, huge bowls of mashed potatoes, and a large pig roasting in another fire.

    "Our mouths watered instantly and in that moment I decided that if the Indians did kill us, it would be a good way because the last thing I would remember was the delicious smell. The Indians had all stopped to stare at us, and the men were looking towards the women for instruction. It was obviously a matrichial society.

    "That’s when the chief came out. You know, Bette. She was the most gorgeous woman I had ever seen and the nicest one too because she invited us in a weird little sign language to join them. So we did and the food was absolutely amazing and not because we hadn’t eaten anything in days. To top things off the Indians shared their teepees with us. Men bunked with men, children with children, women with women.

    "Since I was recognized as the lead woman I got to share a tee pee with Chief Bette. All there was a matt on the floor and we both shared it. We couldn’t communicate much but we made sure they learned the word ‘Thank you.’ We said it repeatedly and when I was lying beside Bette she said it back to me. She caressed my face so gently and she said, ‘thank you.’

    "I don’t really know what came over me but I lunged forward and kissed her. It was unbelievable. I couldn’t stop myself. I rolled on top of her and deepened the kiss. Her tongue was so soft and it moved in these delicious circles.

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    Comments

    1. Thanks for input on the challenge,that was funny and hot all at the same time. Usually Alice is the funny one, but this time Tina gave us the chuckle, thanks to Alice.

    2. TB24 we don’t celebrate thanksgiving in my corner of the world so Tina could have made just about anything up and i’d be none the wiser lol Thanks for sharing this :)

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