-Keegan-

The girl... Cara... was standing with her back to him. She was completely oblivious to his presences and just stood there, waiting for his mother to return.

Keegan had stopped breathing but could feel his heart race off with such a force that he could hear his blood rushing in his ears.

How the hell am I going to get out of this without embarrassing the both of us? He thought in panic. Mother is just going to murder me if she finds me here... and then I should count myself happy if she lets me sleep inside...

The girl leaned against the tub and Keegan bit his cheek when his eyes dropped to her butt again. It was so deliciously round, and he instantly wanted to caress it. The thoughts that now swarmed in his mind caused him to blush and he felt ashamed. He didn't want to be like Jared but seeing her like this, he finally understood Jared's carnal... hunger.

From nowhere, Black appeared next to him and he was panting very loud, as if he had been running.

"No!" Keegan whispered to his friend. "No, Blackie what the hell are you doing here?" he mouthed to the dog who just looked at him with his dark happy eyes. "Leave. Now.!

Black tilted his head and parked his pretty behind right next to Keegan.

"You have got to me joking?!" Keegan breathed and held his hands up towards the dog in claw-like forms. "Go. Away." He enunciated the words and locked eyes with Black. The dog almost looked like he understood what his owner was telling him, but there was something in his eyes. Something devious.

Keegan threw a nervous glance at the girl. She hadn't noticed him yet.

I better leave, before mother comes back and sees me. He placed his right foot behind him and started to slowly leave. If he could leave, and never have anyone know about this, he would never ever ask for something again.

He managed to take another step, unnoticed, and felt relief surge through him. If he could ask for one more thing, it would be that he wouldn't be caught and be seen like the disgusting idiot his mother thought he was. What if the girl thought he was just as disgusting as Jared?

She doesn't know that Jared is a dog... he reminded himself. I still don't want her to hate me. Please let me get out of here!

A loud bark suddenly erupted, and Keegan tensed up. He couldn't believe what that dog had just done. The girl flinched violently in fright and Keegan could feel his honor slip away.

God damn it, you beast Black!" Keegan sighed internally.

The mountain of black fur ran up to Cara and started sniffing her legs. She laughed out loud as his whiskers tickled her behind her knees. As Black's closeness grew too much for her, that was when his nose ran up her thigh, she looked a bit anxious.

Cara tried to cover herself with her hands and arms best she could but Black just moved and found another spot to sniff. The girl sighed something, and sounded very bothered by his intimate sniffing, but didn't raise her voice. It almost sounded like she begged him to stop.

Finally, when Black had sniffed her all over, except between her legs, she turned around to be free of him.

The sight of the girl's naked body caused Keegan to lose all capability to use his head. She truly was something straight out of a dream. Her perfectly rounded breasts were a little heavy, but not excessively, they looked like they would fit Keegan's palm just perfectly. Her hardened small peaks were quickly covered by her arms, but it was too late. He had already seen them in all their perfection. Not to mention her behind. That was one part of her which Keegan couldn't get out of his mind. Blood started to rush down his trousers.

Keegan woke up from his filthy thoughts when Black barked once more.

Keegan was completely frozen in his step and the girl froze as well, when she noticed him. He had completely forgotten that he stood with one foot behind the other, making it look like he was sneaking up on her. There was no end to how ashamed he felt of how this must look to her.

I will be sleeping outside. Keegan thought and accepted his fate. Just please, please, let me be free of mother's slaps. He pleaded.

An embarrassed whimper shot out of the girl and she disappeared behind the tub.

"I am sorry!" Keegan exclaimed when he remembered how to form words. He put his hands up apologetically and lowered his gaze to the ground.

Black sat down next to him and he gave the dog a very dark and fuming stare.

"You. Are. In. So. Much. Trouble." He mouthed to him. This earned him another bark.

"Will you shut your mouth, Black!" Keegan heard his mother yell from the other side of the house. She was close.

"You absolute arse!"Keegan whispered. Black just panted rapidly with a playful glimmer in his eyes. "Do you know how much shit you are going to get me in?"

Keegan looked up and could see Cara's head peaking out from behind the tub.

"I am so sorry!" He said calmly but tried to show her that he truly didn't mean to catch her like this.

Cara didn't answer. Instead she dove back behind the protection of the tub.

"I don't even know why I bother talking. You still don't understand a word of what I am saying." He muttered and ran his hand through his hair.

"KEEGAN?!"

The sound of his mother's voice made him close his eyes and wish that he was already dead.

-Cara-

Keegan threw his head back in frustration as Miriam's screaming voice ripped through the peaceful summer day that had made Cara so calm earlier. Now chaos were around her again.

Miriam stormed out from where she had disappeared earlier with a pile of clothes in her arms. She threw one quick look at Cara and then her son. The pile of clothes was thrown to the ground as the woman hurried over to Keegan. Cara sneaked a peak over the edge of the tub.

Her timing was, in lack of other words, impeccable. Just as she laid eyes on him she also saw Miriam's opened palms hit her son over his head and then his shoulders.

"What in the Gods' grace are you doing?!" Miriam snarled and kept hitting Keegan. "I told you! I will not have your soul forsaken! Why do you keep looking at the girl when she-"

"Ouch, mother! Stop it!" Keegan yelled. "I did not mean to! I was fetching a bucket for some rabbits I gathered in the woods!" It sounded like he was explaining himself as the sound of multiply sharp slaps being distributed by Miriam.

Cara crawled out from the tub and snatched the pile of clothes. She dragged a large of white shirt made from linen and pulled it over herself.

She stood up and noticed that the shirt wasn't Miriam's. She must have taken the wrong ones, because the shirt she was wearing had to be that of a man's. It stopped just by her knees and she could feel a swift and cool breeze hit her buttcheeks. She looked back at herself and noticed that her butt was covered, barely. She held up what she thought was a skirt in front of herself, but it turned out to be trousers.

She most definitely got me the wrong clothes... She thought and giggled to herself. I hope it isn't Keegan's... That poor guy doesn't seem to be able to catch a break. She thought and peaked over the tub again.

Miriam was still punishing him for what she only could assume was being near Cara when she was completely naked. Miriam was very protective of her, even though she as just a stranger to them.

"Mother! Please, stop hitting me!" Keegan yelled. "It wasn't my intention!"

"Just you wait until I tell your father about this!" Miriam answered him.

As Cara stood up, she cleared her throat and caught both of their attention. She clenched the shirt together over her chest to not show so much skin, since she had forgotten to tie the strings together.

Miriam turned around and Keegan looked at her when he wasn't being constantly struck by his mother.

"It's okay." Cara said quietly and smiled carefully. "From the look on his face, it was an accident." She continued even though they would know that she was trying to give him a break.

"What is she saying?" Miriam mumbled to her son.

"How should I know?" Keegan responded. Miriam shot him a look, and when she realized that he was looking at Cara she hit him in the back of his head again. Keegan placed a hand where she had hit him and it looked like it had hurt, a lot.

Cara grimaced.

-Keegan-

"Please... stop hitting him." Cara was begging his mother. He could only imagine that she was begging her to stop hitting her from the way she was reaching her hands out towards them.

Keegan's mother pressed her lips together and stopped, but gave him a very stern look. 

"We need to teach her the common tongue." His mother muttered. "I am sick and tired of not understanding a word that comes out of that mouth of hers."

"I am sick and tired of your slaps." Keegan growled and flinched when she turned to him quite quickly.

"One more word out of you...!" She warned him and her eyes narrowed. Her right index finger waved in front of him just like it used to when he was younger. It was the last indication of her patience. One should not press his luck further with his mother when that finger came waving in one's face. 

"I am leaving." He assured his mother and held his hands up. 

"I don't want to see you in the house until dark. Do you hear me?" His mother growled at him, her index finger still waving in front of him. "Go to the lake and dip that hot head of yours! You need to cool down!" 

"Fine." Keegan answered her and was surprised that he would even be let inside the house. "Do you want me to go and buy something when I am out?"

His mother's face looked a bit confused, like she had expected him to protest. She thought for a couple of seconds and placed her hands on her hips. 

"Yes. If you can keep your eyes to yourself, I need you to go and buy her some clothes of her own." She answered and nodded towards the girl. "Then Orla will take her to the old teacher down the road so she can learn our language." 

"I will get her the clothes." Keegan promised. "I can take her, to the old teacher as well if you like." He offered even though he didn't want to. He still needed to get as far away from Cara as possible to get his mind straight again, but this seemed the easiest way to please his fuming mother. 

Her eyes narrowed when she gave his offer some thought. She clearly suspected his intentions of being nothing less than immoral.

"Just let me make this up to her, and you." He muttered and tried to look as sincere as he possibly could. If he did this for his mother than she would stop scolding him for being so depraved. Hopefully she would stop punishing him as well, but one could only dream. 

"I don't know..." His mother mumbled but kept her eyes locked on him. "You haven't impressed me lately."

"I swear, it was an accident." He sighed and let his shoulders sink. "I was only getting a bucket for the rabbits." He explained and pointed to them, still hanging from his belt. 

"Hm..." This was his mother's only response. 

Later...

Keegan was given some coins from his mother. When he counted them he was surprised that they even had this much to spare.

"Can we afford this? Can she not wear something of Orla's?" He asked and showed his mother the coins in his open palm. "This is-"

"Get her a skirt and a shirt." His mother instructed him strictly before placing a couple of extra coins in his palm. "... and these are for the teacher." She said explained. "Give him more if he is stubborn. I know that he can teach her something." she grunted. 

"Mother, does father know about this?" Keegan asked carefully. 

"What of it?" She asked back and raised an eyebrow at him. 

"It's just a lot of coin to spend... We do not even know for how long she is staying..." 

"All I am hearing is that you want her to go without clothes..." His mother muttered but he could see that it wasn't truly what she thought... She just wanted him to shut up. "Get. Her. The. Clothes." His mother enunciated every word. 

"Yes." Keegan mumbled and walked towards the door of the house.

"Oh... and Keegan?" his mother called after him. He rolled his eyes in secret. 

What could she possible have to say now?  He groaned internally. 

"Yes?" he asked, hiding how tired he was of hearing her voice, and turned after he had opened the door.

"Her skirt needs to be long." His mother said with a cautioning tone to her voice. Her eyebrows rose a bit as well. Warning him that if he came home with anything less than long he would not live to see tomorrow. 

"You don't believe me, do you?" he asked and couldn't hide the fact that he was a quite offended. "You think I am just like Jared, don't you?"

"I do not think that you are just like Jared, I do however think that you are a man, and I know how men work." Keegan's mother answered him. "Prove me wrong." His mother dared him. "Prove to me that you are more than every other man and I will gladly apologize for not believing you."

Keegan rolled his eyes even though it would probably cost him his life.

"Roll those eyes at me again young-" His mother began.

"Good bye, mother." Keegan interrupted her in a groan and closed the door behind him as he exited the house.

Cara stood with a worried look on her face outside the door. Her hands were anxiously crossed over her chest. Keegan tried his best not to let his eyes linger on her almost angelic eyes. He inhaled deeply and then lit the air out in a heavy sigh. 

"Come on." He said and waved at Cara to follow him. "Lets get you something else to wear than mother's old rags." 

"I heard that!" His mother called from the window and Keegan grimaced. 

The most delightful laughter erupted next to him and he realized that it was Cara's. 

This was a very bad idea... He thought as he smiled towards her and drowned in the blue eyes. 

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I hope you liked it! 

I know that things are going quite slow but I am trying soooo hard to keep myself under 3000 words, and closer to 2000, but it is SO hard. (lol) 

Love Jenny