Wheeling Gull Isle the songcord

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it was not loneliness rolling over her, but something like anticipation. "i am going to visit sapphique while you are gone," she decided, that same energy filling the spaces around her soul and settling like a fine lavender mist.
his kiss darted down into her belly; again, that same stiffening and then the flowing out of tension as she accepted the strange wonder of it.
"be safe. walk with god," she reminded him, a smile suddenly fresh and irresistible upon her face.
heda met his eyes once more and then began to retreat with much in her mind and his face now occupying a goodly part of it.