estdeus_innobis | If a queen bee were crossed with a Friesian bull, would not the land flow with milk and honey?

[Saturday, November 28th (Day 181)]
[Early afternoon - Barn near Kincaid Hive Five]

Holding Lily in my arms, I slowly catch my breath and smile wide as I look at her. She's radiant and the heat between is more than enough to keep us warm on this cold day. The air's filled with the scent of honey and Lily's usual perfume, roses and something dark and sweet, and I stare at her, amazed and thrilled by her sexual stamina. We've tumbled three times already and she's barely winded.

Rolling over, I lean on my hand as I say happily, "I'm glad you came by today. I was thinking about you and," I think I missed you. "I was wondering how you were doing." There are stray hairs around her face and I caress them from her glistening skin as I continue, "You always seem to show up when I'm thinking of you. How do you do that?" I ask jokingly.

"I haven't told you my great news yet. I'm going to run for Mayor," I say with a proud smile. "One of my friends, Karina Bathory, is running against me. I think she'll win but I'm going to try anyway."

[Open to Lilith]
[caution! - Lilith made a brief mention of a baby in one tag. Avoid reading her tag if you might be sensitive to that sort of thing.]