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wanted him to be, at least for one night, mine.
As the show was breaking down, he waved to me. "Did you really watch
me all night long?"
"Uh-huh," I said to him. "I... " I looked away. I couldn't look him
in the eyes and say what I wanted to say. "I haven't ever been with a
gentle man."
"Do you suspsecty me of being gentle?" I nodded, looking up into his
eyes. He laughed. "You may be right. But I am a Centaur, Bethsany."
I looked away again. "I know. I could handle that."
"How do you know? You're a woman of Darachmod. Have you ever slept
with a man, much less a Centaur?"
I found the courage Darachmod had given me and looked into his face.
"Adam, I know I could handle you. I was not origianlly a woman of
Darachmod. I was a slave of the... the... whatever you called them."
His eyes went wide. "And you're alive? Oh Gods, that's... I'm
sorry. I didn't know... What are you doing coming to me?"
"I... I don't know!" I whispered. "I wish I understood myself, but I
don't." I reached out and touched him on the arm. "All I know is that I
want you... to... "
"Take you to bed?" He sounded surprised
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