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Date Posted: 14:43:34 03/11/02 Mon
Author: ~kayla~{Ols/Mada}
Subject: butter made

(14:51:27)

~kayla~{Ols/Mada} ~y-tp~
*pierced and branded*
Tuchuk, XC
: ~with the camp quiet at this hour she gathers her study scrolls, placing them upon the fur
beside the large wagon wheel, hips a soft sway as she then slips across the grass, the
pattering of her steps a mere whisper upon its softness, her hair swirling about it with each
shift of her small form, a sweet breeze capturing it now and then to billow the silken strands
out away from her nakedness as if to reveal to Any Free who is about the soft glow of her
tanned flesh~

(14:55:14)

~kayla~{Ols/Mada} ~y-tp~
*pierced and branded*
Tuchuk, XC
: ~nearing the supply wagons she disappears into one, a small sound of her rummaging can be
heard, a small muffled groan as she kicks her toe upon one of the many barrels storaged
within there, finding what she seeks she slips from the wagon, the small churn held within her
arms, a clean repcloth dangling from her fingers, settling upon the steps she places the churn
between her thighs, and begins to clean out any dust that may have form upon it, or within~

(15:01:05)

~kayla~{Ols/Mada} ~y-tp~
*pierced and branded*
Tuchuk, XC
: ~giving a smile as she cleans it well and then tosses aside the cloth, rising she moves
between the wagons, slipping pass the Servery to the river, taking a deep breath of the warm
air as she pauses, she then reaches forth, tugging open the door to the chillery shed, its
coldness leaping out to swirl about her intimately, it's icy breath suckling at already taut
nipple to make them swell more, the gold rings reflecting sweetly the afternoon sun just before
she ducks inside, the door gently closing behind her, placing down the churn she searches
within the chilly depths of the shed for the container of thick cream that had been saved from
the bosk milk, a small purr as she finds it, turning back to the churn she slips off the lid and
carefully fills it well, setting the cream back in its place she secures the lid back upon the
churn, a tiny groan as she picks it back up, the vessel much heavier now that its loaded down
with the rich cream~

(15:06:03)

~kayla~{Ols/Mada} ~y-tp~
*pierced and branded*
Tuchuk, XC
: ~struggling to keep a firm grip upon the churn she reappears thru the door, shivering from
the chill she purrs as the warmth embraces her once more, giving the door a small thump with
her bottom she allows it to firmly close shut behind her with an echoing slam across the
plains, slowly she moves back into the camp, her arms curled in a hug about the vessel as she
moves over to the furs where she had placed her scrolls, setting the churn down she eases to
the fur as well, wiggling back against the wagon wheel she positions the churn between her
open thighs, then arraying her scrolls beside her she begins to read as she slowly begins to
work the churn, a small hand gently lifting the handle up and down, each movement causing
the cream within to swirl and shift within the vessel, the work at this point quite easy~

(15:10:49)

~kayla~{Ols/Mada} ~y-tp~
*pierced and branded*
Tuchuk, XC
: ~soft whispers of her voice gently heard as she reads slowly aloud to herself from the pages
of the scroll, one hand turning the pages as needed while the other continues to lift the
plunger up and then thrusting it back down into the depths of the churn, ever so slowly the
work growing harder as the cream begins to thicken into the rich yellow butter the camp
savors on their breads, up and down the plunger flows, the muscles of her small arm trembling
from the strain as it gets even harder to work~

(15:15:22)

~kayla~{Ols/Mada} ~y-tp~
*pierced and branded*
Tuchuk, XC
: ~closing the scrolls she turns her full attention to the churn, both small hands cupping about
the plunger to thurst it firmly up and down, listening well to see when she at last stops hearing
any sound of liquid, pausing she carefully removes the lid of the vessel, peeking inside with a
grin as her sight is greeted by the sweet color of a rich yellow, sticking a finger in she flicks it
across the surface of the butter, tasting it with a purr as its creamy essence fills her tastebuds,
tilting the churn she checks the bottom to ensure indeed there is no more liquid within, a sign
the cream is well churned and the butter ready to be removed and placed into the chillery~

(15:18:18)

~kayla~{Ols/Mada} ~y-tp~
*pierced and branded*
Tuchuk, XC
: ~rising she slips off to the chillery, using a scoop within the vat of already done butter she
scraps off the fresh butter from the plunger as she slips it from the churn, refilling the vat of
butter well as she then scraps out the churn, scooping til the last of the butter is removed,
covering the vat back up she retrieves the now empty churn and plunger, shivering from the
cold within the shed she hastens from the building with a brrrr~

(15:19:52)

~kayla~{Ols/Mada} ~y-tp~
*pierced and branded*
Tuchuk, XC
: ~quickly she washes the churn and plunger well in the river, moving back to the supply
wagon she gathers up the cloth from before and uses it to dry the vessel well before returning
it to its place, the task done~

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