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If the Mothers intended Whip to serve, he would do just that -- and he would serve well. Kalika responeded in kind to Whip's ministrations, and despite his inexperiance, her voice lifted on the breath of a sigh. Just as he had responded to her touch, Kalika seemed to be enjoying herself. Whip was too, despite the fact that he had little to no idea what he was doing. Perhaps if his parents had been more present, or had he been more open with his development with his family, he would have known more of what to do. But at that point, it really didn't matter, because it seemed like he was getting by.

But she soon pushed him away. Whip backpedaled, appearing confused as he looked to Kalika. "No," he replied. "What comes next?" he then asked. Whatever it was -- he didn't want this encounter to end here.