Stell grew up in a obscure region of the country living in a
community that rarely saw outsiders. By chance the occasional
farmer from the next town might turn up but it was pretty much
an isolated affair where she was. The bank of Terrence houses
that lined the quiet tree filled, hedge rowed streets had most
amenities the normal homes of the era had but there was a war on
and needless to say fear was always a companion of night and
day, week in and week out for the village population.
Fortunately there would have been no military advantage to any
invasion or gains in any proportion for anyone if the country
had lost its fight to keep freedom. Stell was in her twenties
and just as physically developed as most of the other young
women in the village, something which seemed to be a family
trait in the region. Her hair was long and Auburn which framed
very graceful features in the face. Her skin was sort of pale
but not milky white with freckles on her face and shoulders. The
shoulders were graceful and proporti