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Post by Rhona Hall on Apr 21, 2020 8:09:16 GMT -6
Her cheeks were being kissed by the first rays of daylight a further warmth began to wash her body like dipping in a hot bath. She wasn't chilly while the dew clung to her legs. Quite the opposite, she was steaming salty drops tickled her skin as she held her forms and transitioned from one to the next. Breathing and feeling every muscle flex and release at her command. She kept with her father's teachings but she was alone and felt she needed a new chapter in her life. Maybe she'll teach or maybe she'll find someone one to further her own teaching. She was never one to remain stagnant and especially not for so long. The morning comes with or without her while she stands still and days were passing without meaning.
It was unacceptable, she had shit to do.
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