’ A wise man- Frank Bama- once said ‘A good navigator is never quite sure where he’s going… and when he gets there, he’s still not quite sur...’. The older I got, the more sense these words made to me. I hoped those words were accurate, as I’d had no idea where in the hell I was going for quite some time now. All I’d known for sure was that I needed some time away from everything. Just drop all my responsibilities, take a week or so, and say ‘the hell with it, I’m going down island’. ‘- and here. ‘Look Ma’heer at how the council treats its own now. Look at how you and your people despite belonging to it have been forced to hide and move all the time and tell me if you think I’m wrong.’ Ma’heer stepped away from the touch to look back at his people who were now whispering amongst themselves. He knew where their sympathies would lie and one look at his adviser proved it and he turned back to look at the fae who stood before him. Her eyes gleamed with an iridescent gold, her pride and. I’m a goddess...You: A what?Bayley: Mother of Daybreak, Goddess of Light, Nature, and Renewal to be exact.You: Uhhhh….Bayley: Surprise...The fire eye thing is a defense mechanism...Fight or flight and all that...It’s why I don’t like horror movies. They always startle me...It always makes my powers flare up in unexpected ways.You: Haha…...don’t tell me you’re gonna sacrifice me…..Bayley: No... I’m “NOT” going to sacrifice you.Goodness, mortals always have the weirdest ideas around deities.. Taking a breath, she closed her eyes, put her face down into the cum, stuck her tongue out, and tried to use it, and her nose, to feel around the bottom of the washtub.By now, the cum had cooled, congealed, and was even slimier than before, even on this hot, summer’s night. She almost felt she would retch, and paused before continuing her search.She ran out of breath before she found it, so came up out of the pool, gasping for breath, with cum dripping off her face, some of it coating her lips.