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Pleasure’s cups overflowed six times over before life forced her into some volcanic eruption with Lukman whose fire ran too hot for her still waters. Their passion burned like potent ashes thick as molasses, until she recognized his actions as the same flame which dimmed her light in younger years. Spirit warriors tried advising her but went misinterpreted as interference. Eliciting her intuitive strength, Pleasure morphed into some distinctly appealing Shaman Sphinx, overflowing her cups like there never was a drought. (c) 2018 JNAHA



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