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5’1, so she didn’t have any room to talk.
    The little man had a wicked gleam in his eye , letting her know she had done something horribly wrong. “I asked you a question, lass,” he inched closer to his intruder.
    “I’m on vacation and decided to go for a hike. I saw a rainbow and I started to follow it………..” She looked around as it hit her. “Are you… are you a leprechaun?” she whispered almost to herself.
    Folklore couldn’t be real. Could it? Karen thought back to her grandma and her stories. What did she know about leprechauns? They usually dressed in green with buckles on their jackets and atop their shoes. But this man was wearing jeans and a white shirt unbuttoned with bare feet that were close to the size of a hobbit’s. He had a nice chest and strong arms. You could tell that he was use d to manual labor. Maybe he carried his gold around all day, who knows…
    Before she could really gather herself together, he started rushing toward her. He grabbed her upper arms and curled her into him. The action caused Karen’s breast s to mash into his face. She could tell he was affected by this because she could feel his penis getting hard against her leg. He pulled her back a bit so he could see her face.
    “What is your name, lass?”
    “Karen.”
    “Listen here Karen, this be my cave and this be my gold. You have no right here, little girl!”
    “Little girl?........ Look here asswipe, I am twenty-one years old and taller than you, so who the hell are you calling little?”
    “Beggin’ your pardon, lass. My name is Collins. Didn’t mean to get your knickers in a pinch. It’s been a wee while since I saw me a woman. As you can see, I am a bit of a hermit. That be how I like it, you see. But on the other hand ,” he grabbed her ass in his hand. “I can see the advantages to having a lass around to keep me company.”
    “ What the hell do you think you are doing? Get your hand off my ass, Collins!” Unfortunately, he was very strong for his size and his hand didn’t budge. Maybe he had the supernatural strength of the fey or maybe he had a gym on the other side of his cave. Karen struggled to get loose, but to no avail.
    “Lass, I’m thinkin’ you owe me something for trespassin’ on me property and trying to steal me pot of gold. Don’t you?”
    Looking directly into his eyes Karen could see the desire there. “You have got to be kidding! You want me to have sex with you? That’s absurd! I mean, I wasn’t even trying to steal anything!”
    “You misunderstood, lass. I’m not asking, I’m saying, you will have sex with me!” He roughly turned her around and shoved her over his pot of gold.
    Little bastard was freakishly strong , Karen thought as she laid spread on Collins’ gold coins. She thought to herself, is this really happening? At that moment she felt his fingers fumbling at the waistband of her shorts as he pulled them down and off. “Let go of me you little fucker!” she screamed. Karen tried to fight him, kicking back and squirming around trying to break free. She heard him unzipping his jeans and could tell that he stepped out of them as he proceeded to pull off his shirt.
    He put on e strong hand on her back to keep her in place. His other hand started roaming over her buttock, squeezing while he explored. Then he moved down to her thighs and on to her pussy. He pressed a fat finger into her cunt. His finger moved in slow and steady. Then a second finger joined the first. “Shit!” she mumbled to herself. Collins started moving his fingers in and out in a steady rhythm. Karen could start to feel the ease at which his fingers were moving. She was getting wet. Really wet!
    Karen could hear Collins ’ breathing start to accelerate. While he was pumping his fingers into her, he laid across her back and started nibbling and licking her back. In a breathy, husky voice he said “Doona move!”
    His hand left her back and slid down her thigh. His fingers pulled out