Sheepeater Cliff [m] eighty-eighth

"long ago i learned what was to be mine and what was not. in acceptance, now i do not hope for children, legend. that life is not often for priests." his long arms settled more securely around her, his voice a caress; "do you?"

senmut could not give them and would not promise this, but he desired to know more of her ticking mind and its wants, more of her as they lay sated beneath Ra.