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Rideten, Five Years Before A women’s circle involved a gathering of women of all age groups, backgrounds, shape and size. They arrived alone, or in groups of friends or family. Grandmothers, mothers and daughters, aunts and nieces, childhood friends, schoolteachers and home makers – women from every walk of life. They entered carrying with them wine which they added to the communal table and drank out of vintage teacups as they giggled, and chatted, and shared the news of their week, their family and friends. They accepted Aislen’s presence with warmth and curiosity, and she was passed from group to group, repeating the same information about herself – where she was from, where she was studying, how long she had been in Rideten, and whether she liked it. As she and Bianca circulated, Aislen soon determined that there were three different types of women present – those who came for the socialization and did not truly believe in magic, those devotees that believed passionately in magic
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Havermouth, Present TimeHeath backed her into the bedroom and closed the door behind him. “I just…” He said against her lips. “I just… I want to… make love…” (make love, not f-k, but actually make love, like we did, that time on the balcony…)She melted at the memory, at the realization that what she had felt in that time had been shared and was the reason for the intensity of that encounter.“Should I leave?” Talen asked. He amused to find himself trapped.“No,” Heath said immediately, glancing up and laughing. “No.” (This involves you too.)“Well, then,” Talen stepped forward. “Little demon, undress, please. I will help Heath out of his clothes.” He turned Heath towards him and stroked his hands down Heath’s torso as he reached for the hem of Heath’s t-shirt. “I am… proud of you,” Talen murmured into Heath’s ear as he began to draw the fabric up, his knuckles grazing Heath’s skin.Heath lifted his arms complicitly. As Talen cast the t-shirt over the chair behind him, Aislen’s daddy
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Havermouth, Present Time“For some reason I had thought we’d be going to the prison,” Aislen commented as June parked in the undercroft parking beneath the footprint of a building just off the main street of Rideten’s business district. It felt odd to be back in Rideten. She vaguely knew that the prison was on the outskirts of the city, but she had never had reason to know its precise location. “This isn’t very prison like.”“No. Sometimes they hold it at the prison, but sometimes here. Guy always gets his hopes up when it’s here,” June said fretfully touching up her lipstick in the rear-view mirror. “He thinks that when it’s here, they’re seriously considering releasing him. They put him under suicide watch after the last hearing here, he got so depressed.”“Well, lets hope today is good news,” Aislen said with more confidence than she felt as they got out of the car and crossed to the stairs.“It has to be,” June said with the fervency of a zealot.In the front entrance, they passed
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