Beth was awakened from her orgasm-induced nap by the ringing of the doorbell. She sat up on the bed and tried to gain her senses. Her cat Sammy was still sleeping on the pillow next to hers. The doorbell rang again as she sprang from the bed. She headed to her dresser, removing her robe as she went. Hanging it over the back of the dressing table chair, she reached into the drawer and quickly grabbed a t-shirt and a pair of shorts, dressed and rushed to the door as the doorbell rang yet again.
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Sometimes I wish I'd kept track of just how many times I've been in my favorite coffee shop. Surely it was in the hundreds by now. Somehow they survived the invasion of chain coffee shops, probably because they always had some vegetarian food and fresh soup ready for the college kids.
It was an odd layout that only a small town without city planning can create.
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It began in silence. She was the Priestess and she was in charge. Her four young, male acolytes stood around her at the quarters of the circle watching and waiting. She was covered in a long, dark robe whist they were naked.
With her eyes closed she began to turn, slowly, staying at the centre of the circle. She raised her arms, the robe flowing out about her. She experienced a slight sense of dizziness even though she was turning very slowly.
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