Jalna was confused when she perceived herself in some hut that seem strangely familiar and yet not, though her thought process was telling her that she was back at her village.  Her confusion and distress increased when she sees her foster father, Veikko, right before her, half-naked, strong and yet manly sensual.  This made her feel funny, especially down between her legs.  What's worse he was looking at her differently, not as his ward but something else.  She gulp and breathed heavily at this, her mouth feeling dry as her naked breasts heaved.  Naked breasts?  She now sensed her nakedness and felt shame and excitement at the same time before this perfect specimen of a man, more so than with Valis, since this taboo she was sensing made it more appealing to her. The feeling left her giddy, wanting swoon from this erotic overload coursing through, but shewas held firmly by her foster father.  No, he was not that, he was more like some domineering sexual figure.<br/><br/>Upon touching one of her lush breasts, the sleeping barbarian girl stirred, moaning intimately like one to a lover's touch, in spite it coming from Belaim's grubby hands.  Jalna doesn't awaken though to the relief that must be coming from the eager yet nervous dwarf, instead she seems to be having a troubled dream in her sleep as her head shifted from side to side, her eyes rolling underneath her closed eyelids.  Her body soon sensually writhed when Belaim went for her sex, which almost immediately got wet, drenching his stubby fingers with her love juices, and his stubby digits haven't dug deep yet.  "Father...Veikko..." she moaned.