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11.04.2012 , 10:29 PM |
short, with those silly girls of mine
Magdalane was lounging on soft pillows, her two sisters in her quarters with her. There was soft music playing, candles, and the focus of the room was a large platter with a bowl. The platter was covered in sliced fresh fruit, and the bowl held the most delectable, decadent chocolate Miriah could smuggle past the Republic customs officials.
“Are you sure the door is locked?” she asked, looking at the platter.
“Umm hmmm,” Miriah responsed, dipping a chunk of mango into the rich, dark chocolate. Her resulting sigh of pleasure was enough to make the other two dive into the food. They had waited several months for this, their one time when the guys were not allowed, when all manner of things went ignored, and they indulged, even the Jedi, in their ritual.
“Ooooooh this is just tooo good,” Maura moaned, licking her fingers, making Miriah giggle as she sipped champagne. They ate their fill, oohing and ahhhing, too focused on the delicious delicacy to realize how they sounded, or even care. This happened all too infrequently, and for the time they were in there, they were girls again, licking chocolate off their sticky fingers and reveling in the endorphins flooding their brains.
Corso and Aric joined Felix in the conference room, directly across from Magdalane’s quarters. “What do you suppose they’re doing in there, “ Corso asked the other two, since Miriah wouldn’t tell him, and the noises coming from the room sounded far from innocent.
Aric shook his head. “You don’t want to know, man, you really don’t want to know.”
Love is the strongest magic of them all.