And that concerned him, was he in falling in love with a supposed manifestation of Sasha or with the very real and corporeal Valerie. This question plagued him as he moved through the week, he wrestled with it often but in the end came to the conclusion that yes, he was seeing her, yes there were similarities of feeling, but not of thought and action, she was Valerie, not a mannequin on which Sasha’s memory was being laid. Tera on the other hand was something totally…unexpected. Living with her held surprises, he was amazed how she could be masculine and feminine in a balance that he had never encountered before. This morning had been a prime example. As had become their routine they ran the canal, starting well before dawn. The runs always were done mostly in silence, this morning Tera had surprised him by asking a question not long after they left the flat. ‘Would you like to be alone this evening with Valerie,’ Tera asked as they made their way through the light cool fog of the. “No,” the young woman smiled, parting her legs just a little more, “I never do.” The woman turned her eyes back down and felt her own moisture bubbling inside of her. The pit of her stomach was filled with seemingly millions of butterflies, fluttering, and her breathing was laboured now. Inside she trembled uncontrollably. She saw the prettiest, smoothest flower, glistening with tiny beads of its own moisture decorating the almost totally hidden lips and just the tip of a tiny button beginning to peep from the top of this sweet valley. The woman flexed her thigh muscles again, trying to control the heat that was generating there and looked back at the beautiful face and smouldering eyes of this amazing female. “Do you like it?” The words rang in her ears and were almost lost in the noise of the blood hissing in her ears and pounding of her heartbeat, deafening. The woman nodded, slowly, jerkily. “Yes,” she whispered, unable to hide the nerves, the lust, in her voice. “Can.
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