Karl normally passed out due the exertions of the day, but due to all the strange interactions he was unable to get comfortable.  He mulled over his own actions and inwardly cringed over and over.  

Instead of laying on her back with her eyes slightly open, that night she turned to her side and stared at him in the waning light.  He woke with a small start when she placed one of her arms over his chest.  One of her breasts pressing against his pinned arm.  His erection made itself known under the thin sheet he used to cover them.  He groaned and fell asleep.  

He awoke with another start.  She wasn’t in the bed!  He thought several things at once.  Did she come to her senses and run away?  No, the clothes were still on the end of the bed, but maybe she didn’t care about them.  Was she sleepwalking?  He did not know her well enough to know if she was that kind of person.  Well either way he jumped out of bed and grabbed his pants just as the door opened.

She stood in the doorway outlined by moonlight holding her stomach and uttering, “I, I, I,  me, me…”

He quickly moved to her side. 

“Oh, sweetheart, are you okay?”  And realized that was as stupid question, but he knew she was in distress.  He could smell something foul and realized she had tried to make it to the outhouse but was too late.  Her backside was damp and there was a mess between the door and the outhouse.  

“Oh my, well let’s get you cleaned up.  Or do you need to go back? You’re still holding your guts..”  He steered her back to the outhouse and sat her down.  He got a bucket and some water and sloshed the mess in the walkway to hopefully wash it away.  

She groaned as a great splashing sound caught his ear.  He shuttered.  “That sounds horrible,” he thought to himself.  “I guess she wasn’t ready for the rabbit.”

After a few more episodes he finally helped her up and took her directly to the bath and rinsed her down.  He dried her off and hurried her indoors in fear that she would get sick.  Thankfully the evening was warm, and she did not appear chilled.  

“Sweetheart, I want to check your backside again.  That mess sounded rough and I wanna make sure you’re alright.”

After sitting her on the bed he guided her to her side.  He gently held her upper cheek and peered as best he could at her anus.  Thankfully everything seemed in order.  No prolapse at all!

He pulled her legs up on the bed and stepped over her.  He pulled the sheet up over them both.

“Okake” she said and promptly fell asleep.  He looked at her completely surprised.  Her voice was rough from lack of use.  Like smoke and spirits.  He gradually fell asleep himself.

He woke before her, but like earlier, she had an arm over his chest and a breast pressed against his arm.  His morning erection stood back at its normal state of attention.   

She continued to sleep deeply for what seemed like a very long time.  She began to stir and eventually looked at him through sleep blurred eyes.  

“Is your name Okake?”

She nodded.  

“I don’t know if you’ll remember this, but I’m Karl.”  

She nodded again.  

“I hope you’re feeling better.  Last night seemed tough,”

She slowly blinked and shrugged slightly.  

“Okay a bit better then.  Maybe less rabbit next time.”

She shook her head a bit. “No, food was good.  Body getting rid of bad.”

He looked at her with amazement.  It was like a different person than the day before.  

“Ah, well, you might want to rest up while I get the day going.  It’ll be your choice.  I’ll get something to eat going while you test the waters.”

“Test waters?” she queried as he got up over her.  

She stared at his dangling penis and balls when he stepped over her.  He felt a serious blush.  

“It’s checking things out before fully committing.”  

She shut her eyes and nodded.  She clearly knew human speech and spoke a little as well. She apparently drifted off, so he quietly got a small fire going to start up gruel for both of them. He put in some of the sweet root and some spices, so it didn’t taste horrible. 

After some time, he noticed she moved to a seated position and rubbed face and head.

“Why?”

“Your hair was matted, and the washing didn’t look like it was going to work.  So I decided to shave.  I’m really sorry that it wasn’t a very good job.  I’ve never done that before.”

“No, why all?”

He got the drift of what she was saying.  He did not even know why himself, but it might be good to talk and maybe make some sense of it all.

“I’ve been struggling.  In every sense.  I’m alone, I have tons of work to do, I can’t get ahead.  I’ve been thinking about hiring a hand or maybe trying to find someone to do the housework.  When I was in the town the other day, I realized the odds of that stuff were pretty slim.  Mind you, this was all in the back of my mind.  

When I saw them fellows, I had a small idea that maybe I could hire them, but they were the worst.  They’d gone back to living like animals.  There weren’t soldiers anymore.  Then I saw what they were doing to you.  I just wanted to put them out of their misery.   But I didn’t think I could take three of them, so I figured at least I could get you free".