[Apple]
Slowly, I move my hand as I open my eyes.
Nobody is standing there, but I smell the traces of wood smoke and know that Sly has been watching me.
My cheeks burn with shame and lust. Just thinking about him watching me makes me bubble all over with nervous energy. Do I like that he must have seen me finishing with his name on my lips?
Yes, I think I do.
What kind of girl does that make me?
"A horny one," a voice in the back of my mind thinks. "Perfectly natural for a woman your age."
I have never been as free-thinking and as forward with my body as my stepsister Tansy, which is how I lost Zion in the first place. Sharing my body with others has always been an area of fear. But there is something about Sly that makes me want to set aside my shyness and let him in. Maybe it
