"I don't want a big wedding," she said, sitting down at the kitchen table."Then it won't be." Can it be this easy?" she asked, sounding a bit awed."Oh... I suspect there will be some bumps in the road," he said. "There always are. But if we both work at it, we can survive those bumps." I mean about just getting married," she said. "Can we just get married and start our lives together?" People do it all the time," he said."I never thought I'd be one of them," she sighed."That makes two of us.". With gentle pressure I push in against your abdomen and then start to slide my hand down toward the bulge of your pubic mound. Just as I reach the place where the soft wisps of hair start, I detect a quick little catch in your breath as you inhale. I pause and instead of continuing down, I slide my hand over to your hip and slowly work it up the side of your body, over your ribs and stop just under your breast. Pausing for an instant, I glide my palm up and over the firm, yet soft roundness of. Her bush was trimmed on the sides to a narrow arrow head pointingdown between her legs. It was lush and thick with a tangle of curlspartially covering the thick, darker lips of her vagina. She posedprovocatively and waited for Terry to disrobe. "Do you like what you see?She teased. Terry could only nod .. not trusting her voice. She whipped herpullover off her head and fumbled with the bra fastener. As the brafluttered to the ground she slid her shorts and panties down her legs andoff. . She tore it off, put it in an official Palace envelope and handed it to Michael."Give this to her when you see her." Feya said.Michael looked at the envelope and asked, "An invitation I suppose?"Feya nodded. "Yes, tell her that I insist on meeting the one sharing a bed with my mate."They kissed their goodbyes and Michael left for his meeting.The following day Velakari arrived to visit Feya after lunch. She was now wearing the much simpler robes that priestesses wore when not on Lilac. Feya told.