Two Eyes Cenote [m] zinc

breath, allowed to exist against the side of a face carved from exquisite shadow. what eset gave was taken, accepted, returned. responsive in subtle shades, the inside of the slender wrist, hers now to caress with a slow progression.

and if there was anything in tavina which feared in part that eset had somehow been sent to her, it was dispelled, for there were no men here to demand anything that was not offered. a kiss now, for the velveteen mouth, another for the sculpted collarbone, and the profusion of a half-dozen blossoms unraveled perfume around the pair.

we are here.