Two Eyes Cenote stars, aligning

pleasure. it sounded like passion—and if it were so, she knew she felt that for him then. was it something to be indulged within? 
no! she heard Tavina, heard her lessons. only, different. one could taste the fermented berry, but one should not have too much—leave that to the others, …
different. the same. what was a taste? what was an overindulgence? @Eset—she needed her, 
I am certain. as he relaxed, Toula contemplated stepping nearer or retreating. right, wrong—I am certain—
Rashespes! his question asked, the man named, Toula found the part of her afloat then slowly brought to anchor, back to her body. warm, she felt so very warm! would such a thing… be abnormal? to feel it, for more than one?