Alone on the garden balcony, Angelina stood looking out over the hedge maze. She did not hear the woman walk up behind her until she felt the hands on her shoulder and the warm breath on her neck.

"Are you enjoying the party, my dear?"

"Not as much as some I fear, Lady Ziane." She said not turning around. High Priestess Ziane had made no secret of wanting to be alone with Angelina. She told herself that she had not been entirely avoiding the priestess. She had complied with her mother wish for her to enter the temple and to her great surprise, she had been accepted. Apparently being her mothers oldest child did not go against the temple mandates once her mother had married a man with a daughter three months older than Angelina.

Another reason to hate that dirty creature. She thought she was so perfect, with her pert breast and her tantalizing little dark fuzz covered mound. The fact that she was no longer the oldest and that meant she was no lon...

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