Lion Head Mesa aguila

kasmut glowed with pleasure. this frustrated belen. she did not understand how someone in the other's position could love the horrid male as she seemed to do. the girl listened but did not hear an answer. she was growing tired. irritated. but the idea of being handled as something precious was appealing to the innate selfishness belen had learned to carry. "i can have what i want?" she asked, allowing kasmut to lead her into the water.