THE PREACHERS DAUGHTER

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s and cupped a soft breast, and he cried softly from the pleasure. Eliana whispered back, "This is your first time, isn't it Basel, to hold a woman like this?" He nodded and breathed heavily as he lay by her side, stroking the soft breast with his fingers, tracing the outline of Eliana's erect nipple through her thin pajamas, and then caressing the soft underside with his palm. He whispered, "Does it show?" "Yes. Don't get me wrong. I'm not complaining! I am your first girlfriend. It shows wonderfully! And you are my first boyfriend." Eliana's hand came up, unfastening his pajama-top and then slipped her hand inside to caress his chest and nipples. And they lay there and caressed each other as the music played. It was all softness and pleasure, excitement and uncertainly and joy and playfulness and sexual arousal, all swirling around the core themes of love and acceptance. They began to pant as they kissed. Eliana offered Basel her tongue, extending its tip to slide into his mouth. Basel began to moan in his pleasure, and he began caressing Eliana's lower legs with the arch of his right foot. He rolled his body partway onto Eliana to caress her better, and he felt a sharp flash of nervous tension within her. Eliana grimaced and whispered, "Oh, I'm so sorry Basel!" He rolled off and gently stroked her head. "It's okay." "It's not okay. I don't want to frustrate you, especially with this..." A quick peck on her cheek. "We have a big day tomorrow." Eliana returned the kiss. "Are you sure? I don't want to be cruel, arouse you and then..." Another kiss, and then a playful smile. "Look at the time." "Yes, it's late," she said at last, accepting his kindness, "and we do have a big day tomorrow. We should turn in." Basel nodded, giving her one last hug. "Goodnight Eli, pleasant dreams." "Goodnight Basel. I love you." They were in their separate bedrooms moments later. Five hours later... "Oh, fabulous omelet Eliana, bravo!" He took another bite. "What'd you put in it?" "Oh, nothing unusual." She swallowed a bite of her hot bagel. "Four egg equivalents, sharp cheddar on the inside and sprinkled Parmesan on top, light amounts of garlic salt, paprika, and black pepper, chopped parsley and mint, a little milk and butter..." She took a bite of her creation. "Oh, this is good. You're probably noticing the taste of the gourmet mushrooms... Want to know something Basel?" "Yeah?" "Guild Rangers are pampered! The food storage systems here are state-of-the-art. We never eat like this during military survival training." Basel laughed. "Well, we normally do eat very well on assignment. But this is a little unusual. The extra food rations dropped off with us were gourmet quality. I think the Guild is trying to send you a message." "Me? Really?" "Sure. With your achievement record, they must be thrilled to have you registered as a life member. Seriously Eli, you're a great catch for them, especially two hundred years from now. The Guild is probably expecting you to make Stateswoman." "Well..." She grinned and continued her meal. "So, wha