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like him.
It was nice. Orola nodded. Remember, I was with him, too.
And with Erton. The real ones.
The real ones and the fake ones. Neltie screwed up her eyes
and let out a little scream. Oh, this is really confusing. She threw
her arms into the air in mock disgust.
Orola laughed at the younger girl s antics. You are silly, you
know, she said, but I like you. She put her arms around Neltie and
hugged her. You ll figure it out. Remember, you re a woman now.
Let s get back home. They ll be wondering.
Neltie took Orola s hand and both girls ran as fast as they could,
giggling all the way.
They almost collided with Carth as they rounded the corner of the
barn.
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Hold it, young ladies, Carth rumbled and took a little sidestep.
Where have you been all night?
We went for a swim, and then we decided to spend the night
under the stars. Neltie smiled innocently and didn t even blush.
Better hurry into the house, Carth suggested with a shrug.
Your mother came back real late last night. She s been sleeping. I
guess the& Carth hesitated and smiled. The& ah& trip exhausted
her, but you know her, she likes to get up early. He turned and
walked into the barn.
The trip exhausted her, Neltie mocked and snorted after he
disappeared. Then she burst out laughing. Did you see that bulge in
his pants? We know what exhausted my mother.
Hush, Orola chided. That s no way to talk about your mother.
Show a little respect.
Hush yourself. Neltie giggled. I feel naughty. I think I ll give
Elto a workout, or maybe Rylic. She laughed. Come to think of it,
I ll have both of them for breakfast. I can handle it.
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Epilogue
Orola swung her little bundle of extra clothes and some food
across her shoulders. How can I ever thank you for your
hospitality? she asked.
Firma smiled warmly. Be kind to others, she said and squeezed
the girl s hand. I ll hope you ll find your belongings again, but I
must advise you against this foolish venture. It can only lead to
trouble.
Firma is right, Carth said beside her. I wish you d just forget
this notion of revenge. Be happy you re alive and well again. Leave it
at that.
I wish I could, Orola said, but they took my Holy
Communicator and my Transmuter. Without them I am lost. She
looked at the green disk of Solar, partially visible above the far
mountains. They are part of what I am.
And what exactly are you, my child? Firma asked softly.
I am Orola, the Warrior Priestess.
That you may be, the older woman said, but these last few
days you have proven that you can exist without those things the
Kellos stole from you. Are they really that important?
Orola smiled. They are. Like the Kiir, I cannot help being what I
am. I must spread my own wings and let them carry me where my god
wants me to go.
The End
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Buttered Fingers
by
Mae Powers
Kitty wanted to make her fantasy a reality; but she needed to find just
the right man for her unusual, but pleasurable whim.
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The Aldairian Ecstasy Series
In the Spellfire Series:
Sinful Sundaes 1
Seasons 1 & 2
Hearts 1
Moons 1
Also stories by Mae in these Digests:
Deities of Desire Ménange
Jaded Beasts One Ox Heart
Alien Seduction Harem
Into Tomorrow Midnight Lover
Pagan Pleasures Prince of Pleasure
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Buttered Fingers
by
Mae Powers
Kitty Samuels had a fantasy, one she intended very much to play
out, and very, very soon. It was a weird fantasy really. In order to
make her fantasy a reality, she had to find the right person. Not just
any man would do. She would have to go into the red-light district of
town to find what she wanted. She d never been that daring before.
Kitty lived her life mostly in mid suburbia; occasionally getting
out of town or going downtown to find some action. She felt as hot as
any other red-blooded human female. She needed sex too to sustain
her life. A dildo or a finger or two could only satisfy her so far. She
needed to feel flesh in her pussy too.
Although what she had in mind, she would need a flesh-feeling
dildo, she supposed. Yet, the hot stuff would be in the red district. It
wasn t illegal, it just cost a lot to party there. She d saved up big time
for this fantasy and was determined to find a person to do it with
soon. She d had no luck at the normal rounds of parties and pubs. She
just didn t find the person who made her want to suck and fuck. He,
or maybe a she, had to be here somewhere.
At the new swingers bar, Play-Time she finally thought she saw
the man. Everyone who was anyone came to Play-Time. If you
wanted something unusual, then it could be had here. For a hefty
price, sometimes you got lucky when you wanted something different.
She sat at the long, half-moon bar, sipping thoughtfully on a tall drink
when she saw the young man. He was slightly tall, dark skinned and
had the most beautiful gray eyes she d ever seen on a man s face. He
was lovely to look up on too, sweet, almost ethereal in a sense and he
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