Lion Head Mesa estrella [m]

it was not long before satsu was beside herself with passion again, harboring each touch of the pharaoh as something precious. the girl child was put out of the queen's mind as the man came and decorated her with kisses.
she almost wanted to have him right there, and flashed a greedy look to ramesses as his attention drifted.
she has learned much, satsu mentions.
once, she asked to learn from even me.
satsu touched her husband's shoulder and pulled him close, conspiratorial in every way but volume, as she was not afraid for belen to hear:
let us teach her.
satsu had taken tamar from him. perhaps in this way she could redeem herself.