Judith was always aware of her beauty. Ever since she first spoke, she had always understood this and believed it, mainly because she was always told so. She was one of those people that are very cute as a kid and grow up to be extremely beautiful as an adult. Though she did not really remember her mother very well, she was compared with her on a frequent basis with the few who knew both. Judith grew up and lived as a young adult on the frontier, when upstate New York was still considered the frontier.
Her father had built a cabin on a strange pile of rocks out in the middle of a large lake in the mountains that came to be known as the Castle. It had taken him years to drive the supports by hand down into the rocks and then to build the house, as all the materials had to be rowed out on primitive canoes. This was not done to find the most beautiful scenery, but for the protection it gave. The lake was in the wilderness, several miles from even the most primitive of outposts, and in the midst of territory frequented by Iroquois. After several raids by the Indians, all of which thankfully happened while the family was away, Judith's father decided to make the move, so as to protect his daughters from almost any possible attack.
Judith's father was a pretty boring person, as far as Judith was concerned, though he did bring the men that fed her vanity. Though she was also very smart, Judith loved getting attention for her looks, which she would flaunt when they were around, though very cautiously. Judith also had a sister named Hetty. If Judith had not been so extraordinarily beautiful, Hetty would certainly have been considered pretty, but since she was always compared, she didn't feel very pretty. Judith was a blonde while Hetty had dark brown hair; Judith was tall while Hetty was a little shorter.
Judith was well endowed while Hetty had a smaller chest; Judith had rather sharp features, with an almost pointy nose and chin, a longer face and thinner lips, while Hetty had a rounder nose, an elongated face and full, red lips. The only two things they really had in common as far as looks was their tan skin, which came from living mostly outdoors, and their dark brown eyes, which they both got from their father. Hetty was also not as smart and quick witted as her sister, whom when compared to made her seem slow.
Judith and Hetty's father was pretty protective considering their surroundings, but occasionally Judith could convince him to let them go out on a canoe for a while. On one such occasion, Judith and Hetty headed out to one of their favorite spots along the lake, a large berry patch right next to a spring, where they could eat the delicious fruit and drink the fresh water to their hearts content. It was a little bit of a row to get their, and on this day Hetty was pretty tired by the time they got there, and decided she was just going to relax by the spring. Judith wanted to see if she could find some raspberries, which were her favorite, so she headed out through the thicket to search for some. Judith had been looking around for a bit when she came across a clearing that she was quite familiar with. Moving to the edge of the clearing, she noticed there was a figure of something on the ground, not moving.
At first she expected it to be a deer resting, but as she drew close she realized with a chilling jolt that it was actually a person, and by the skin color it was definitely an Indian. She gazed with a frozen stare, expecting at any moment to suddenly be attacked from all directions. After a few seconds though, Judith realized that the figure was only breathing very gently, and then that it was not an Indian warrior, but a young woman probably close to her own age.
Despite her reserve, Judith crept closer to the young woman. She had dark red skin, long black hair, and a beautiful soft face that struck Judith as friendly. Moving past some tall grass, Judith looked down at her with an air of disgust. It never failed to astonish her how Indian women seemed to have no sense of propriety or decency. They young woman was completely naked except for a strip of fur a little less than a foot wide and a foot or two long which would have hung down between her legs in the front, held up by some string tied around her hips. The young woman had a fantastic figure to match her beautiful face, with toned arms and long legs, a thin waist and a flat stomach, and large breasts with pointy tan nipples. A whore would never be so exposed at anytime during her work, Judith thought judgingly.
Still, she felt some pity for the naked Indian maiden, and knelt down beside her to see if she could wake her. Putting her hand on the woman's shoulders, she shook her gently. The young woman stirred, and slowly opened her eyes. Judith couldn't help but smile at the friendly woman, who stared back at her with light brown eyes with a touch of green in them. She smiled back at Judith, and sat up, pulling her legs up towards her naked chest. Judith sat back with the same manner, and watched the young woman. In typical Indian style, the young woman seemed to have no concern for her extreme lack of clothing, but only looked about her happily.
Watching her, Judith's judgment started to ease up, and it seemed to her that perhaps this naked maiden was not the wicked woman she at first had supposed. The two sat in silence for a few minutes before the young woman stood up and started to walk away. Judith was again disgusted, this time at finding that the woman had the fur strip only in the front and that she was now staring at her naked ass. Judith looked away, keeping the woman only in her peripheral view. After walking across the clearing, the woman turned and smiled back at Judith, and unmistakably motioned for her to follow. Judith immediately tensed up, a thousand scenarios of her capture and torture by a rouge Indian tribe streaming through her head. She shook her head no, which the young woman must have understood, because she turned and went into the thicket.
Judith sat for a little bit, trying to recover from all the thoughts of violent death. After a few minutes, terror again struck her as she realized the filthy woman could have been going to get her tribesmen! Judith got up in a hurry, but just then the nearly nude young maiden came back into the clearing, holding a branch of some bush. Unsure of what to do and taken back at the woman walking up to her pleasantly, Judith didn't move. The young woman held out the branch, which Judith realized had many strange looking berries. Judith instinctively took the branch, and immediately the young woman began motioning to it, acting as if she was taking the berries and eating them. Judith hesitated, but watching the young woman eat one herself, she decided it would be rude not to eat at least one.
Judith tool one at bit a small piece. It was the most wonderful tasting thing Judith had ever eaten, and she quickly ate the rest of the berry. The nude young woman nodded and smiled with satisfaction, and Judith happily ate a few more. The sweet taste seemed to have a strange energy to it, and Judith felt a wonderful bit of warmth spread over her body. Judith looked back at the Indian woman and smiled. She seemed now very nice, and Judith held out her hand to thank her for the berries. The young woman stepped forward and hugged Judith, slowly wrapping her arms around Judith's shoulders. Surprised by her lack of shocked and disgusted feeling, Judith put her free arm around the woman's naked waist, feeling the warmth of her smooth skin. Judith had not felt so comfortable in a very long time, and felt strangely unwilling to let go. After what she realized was an awkwardly long embrace, Judith pulled back, though her arm was still on the woman's waist, her fingers feeling the knot in the string that held up the young woman's only covering and she still rested her hands relaxingly on Judith's shoulders. Looking into the woman's eyes, Judith blushed deeply and giggled, and quickly looked down. This however made her only blush more, as she was staring straight at her naked breasts, which hung freely in the air, both nipples quite perky.
The young woman giggled herself, and then lifted her hands off Judith. Judith moved to do the same, but as she did the young woman was also turning, so Judith ended up sweeping her hand over the young woman's smooth naked ass. Pulling her hand back quickly and clutching it close to her chest, Judith watched as the young woman walked away silently. Something about the way her hair hung down her back, the string coming across just above her round, firm looking ass that didn't sag and moved intoxicatingly from side to side made Judith think of nothing else, and when the young maiden disappeared, Judith felt oddly saddened for a moment. Realizing then that it seemed like a long time since she had seen Hetty, she turned and went back toward the spring, berry branch in hand.
Coming up and around the corner, Judith was happily munching on the berries, the thoughts of the naked Indian maiden now gone from her mind, when she came to the spring.
"What do you have there sister?" she heard Hetty ask.
