Stavanger Bay atop sins towered heaven high for me

It was fast - she knew this.  It could potentially be a bad idea - she knew this also.  But it had been so long, and she craved the contact that Erzulie's touch was giving her.  She hadn't felt this freedom since Red, and a wolf would need to be blind to not be drawn in by the stunning beige courtesan.  Rosalyn might be a good many things, but she was not blind.

She closed her eyes and leaned in, lifting her chin almost without thought as Erzulie moved along her muzzle.  By the time she drew away, Rosalyn too was poised... but for her, the decision was made already.  When she met the other woman's eyes, her own gaze held not only desire, but yearning.  Please.