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    Storm Watch 02.22


    Storm Watch 02.22

     

                Lara sat on the patio of Dana‘s house she was playing with the Fed-Ex envelope that she’d gotten earlier that day that had held the god bracelet on her wrist as she sighed to herself.  She’d forgotten about her commitment. 

     

                No she hadn’t, she’d willed herself to forget.  She pushed back her red hair and wiped away a tear.  Why now?  Why did she sign up for two more tours at the Island?  Why?

     

                Because she’d lost Dana and she had gone there to revel in ***** and lose herself in it, the pleasure, the pain the sheer delight of being someone other than herself.  What horrible timing, but her timing was never right, was it?  *****!  She cursed herself, the usually unflappable chef was flapped, and she didn’t know what to do. 

     

                Dana would never understand this it was beyond her scope of thought, and right now, it was outside of Lara‘s also.  She sighed again, rubbing her face harder and harder.  Wrestling with the tears that kept threatening.

               

                “You coming inside, or are you cumming outside my soup chef?”  Dana asked, wrapping her arms around Lara and kissing her neck as Lara arched her neck and Dana licked the lower lobe of her ear.  Lara tried not to moan, but she couldn’t help it, Dana‘s tongue drove her to heights never before experienced.  She loved when she called her soup chef, having told her the cute story before and it delighted Lara to no ends.

     

                “Dane?”  She said in an asking tone and Dana stopped, and looked at her with her pleading eyes.  Lara felt her stomach churning, and the acid started to make its way up to her throat, she swallowed it back.

     

                “Are you ok?”  Dana asked and Lara thought about it, she could tell her the truth or lie.  A crux moment, come on Lara, ‘fess up to Dana.

     

                “I have to go away for a few weeks, sort of some business….”  Lara lied, now you’ve chosen, she thought to herself.  Liar, liar, pants on ***** fire!  She heard that little inner voice scold her.

     

                “Oh, oh, when?”  Dana asked and Lara swallowed hard, keep it to one lie.  That one lie was huge enough as it was.  Why are you doing this to her Lara?  Shut up in there, won’t you?

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