03-05-2017, 08:26 PM
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ASHLEY
Ischia is not abandoned.
Ashley alone defends it, as well as the few who live here within the Island’s borders. It is a small isolated island, but there is life here. And one day, it will thrive. For now, the band rests with a few stallions, a few mares, and their children. And though Ashley cannot read into the woman’s mind, he is not caught unawares that she has returned again to their shores—only a woman on a mission would be so forward.
He dips his handsome ginger head as he clears a palm branch, breaking into the clearing with a thrushing sound. His red rippling muscles tighten at the sight of her. Nayl. The progressive young Nerinian Queen. Amazon. They would always be Amazonions to him, and he had learned one thing in particular from his time—
They were not to be trusted.
His ears flick and his mouth twists into a sort of ‘harrumph,’ as he approaches, but his consummate gentleman manners come to the fore, a formal voice warm and dripping in honey sounds, despite his wariness. “Hello, Nayl. What brings you to Ischia? Surely you are not here to take in the sights—you’ve seen them already.”
and the girls caressed me down ughhh that's that lovin' sound
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