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The girl sighed as her tea colored eyes flicked over me; her contempt was hard to miss. I rolled my eyes pretending to be unaffected, although her obvious dislike cut to the quick and made my confidence waver. I wondered why she affected me so much, that was a thought I didn't want to examine too closely and so I pushed it aside.

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Serana, It's time for us to part ways. Not permanently, I'd imagine, but there are some things that fated warriors are meant to do alone. I let my new friend know that I'll be back at the castle should I be needed, but I kind of doubt that I'll be needed immediately.

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2:43 AM. Still three hours before the alarm. A clap of thunder sounds and I awaken with a start. I realize that I am sweating, then I remember my unpleasant dream. Rain pelts down on the windows; the sound is hollow and grating, like the laughter of a demon. I am lost, alone with my dark thoughts. I am dying.

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Please, don't ask me to explain how it happened, I don't know myself. Perhaps it was a late-night noise which awoke me from a pleasant dream, perhaps it was merely the need to see that everything was all right, that the windows were closed and the door to our shared apartment locked, or to get a drink from the communal kitchen.

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Lori dreamed about Amber again that night. In her dream, she didn't feel afraid at all. Amber was sitting on the edge of the dock in the warm afternoon sunlight, looking like she could inspire an entire Renaissance all by herself, and Lori walked up and sat down next to her like it was the most natural thing in the world.

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When I woke up, Audrey was gone. For a split second, I thought that it all might have been a dream and my heart sank. But I soon realized that I was lying in Audrey's bed and there was still the heavy aroma of sex hanging in the air. Throwing the covers off me and sitting up on the side of Audrey's bed, I surveyed my sticky naked body to find that I had a few fresh bite marks, a couple of sweet hickeys and several fingernails scratches all over me.

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Lynne called the other day and asked to have lunch with me. That could mean only one thing. She had another match for me. Lynne runs a lesbian matching making service that comes perilously close to being an escort service and hence prostitution. The only thing that keeps it legal is the fact that both parties to the match must pay a fee for the introduction. What takes place after the introduction is simply whatever two consenting adults agree to do.

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I consider myself to be a cheerful and easy going person by nature, but my god some days just defy anyone's ability to stay jovial. My default setting is happy unless something happens to piss me off, and some days it all just seems to come at once!

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I had just come in from a hard ride on my favorite horse Samson. God, he's a beauty. He's seventeen hands high and very muscular, he shines in the sunlight with a flicker across his black coat, his long mane and tail have barely ever been trimmed. His name is so appropriate, he is big, he is strong, and his hair long and beautiful.

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In the darkness of the room, my eyes close and I listen to my breathing and heartbeat. The sheets freshly laundered, the slight sweetness of the fabric softener fills my senses. Gradually my body warms the bed and I doze off in the enveloping warmth.

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