There was no mistaking his intentions this time. The little room was fragrant with flowers, Anna herself bright, and with all the evidences of well being. So Michelle’s plans were to out her in front of an audience. A piece of seaweed touched her hand, tender and green. Things that you and the nuns would not think about for—’ She stopped, biting back the words “for a young girl”. “Agreed,” he said with queer exaltation, and his grip tightened on her hand. The season was ripe for mating, she thought to herself bitterly. Wood.
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