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sound of
that.”
    I jumped and dropped the bar of soap. I opened the
shower door just enough to peek my head out. Cheve was leaning
against the bathroom door. I swallowed hard as my eyes traveled up
from his bare feet, up the length of his jean clad legs to his hips
wear the jeans rode so low that I could see his pelvic bones. His
abs were rock hard and well defined. His tanned chest was smooth
with two dark puckered nipples. My eyes kept traveling upwards to
his dark stubbled jaw, to his slightly parted lips, and when I at
last looked into his eyes my breath stopped. His dark eyes were
blazing with heat. I felt a rush of fire spread through my
body.
    “ Awww, shit.” I heard Cheve say as
he pushed himself away from the door, slid the shower door open and
stepped in the stall with me.
    “ What the hell do--” I began but
was cut off when Cheve pulled me against him and lowered his mouth
to mine. I automatically opened my mouth and wrapped my arms around
him. He grabbed my ass and lifted me up so I had to wrap my legs
around his torso. All the while he kept kissing me, his talented
tongue probing. I began to feel the electrical currents race
through my veins. I knew I was close to losing control but couldn’t
stop.
    I tore my mouth from his and began kissing my way
down his neck. I loosened my legs and slid down the length of his
body and trailed kisses down his collar bone and still lower until
I captured one of his dark nipples between my teeth. I tugged
gently and then swept my tongue around to lave it good.
    My excitement was growing and I felt the liquid heat
spill from between my legs. I kissed my way down his stomach. In a
frenzy of lust I fell to my knees and fumbled with the opening of
his jeans and with a cry of triumph I opened them, tugged them
down, and… I stared stupidly for a long time trying to make my lust
addled brain understand what I was seeing.
    Cheve clearly wasn’t excited.
    “ This was your first lesson,
Sensay.” He squatted down low next to me. “You cannot let the fire
consume you.”
    He stood up and offered me his hand. I didn’t even
look up; I was too consumed in self loathing. Cheve stepped out of
the shower and grabbed a towel and began drying himself off. “Do
not berate yourself over a failed lesson. It takes time to master
your body and senses.”
    I was having a hard time understanding his words.
All I could think of is that it felt so good to kiss him, and I
wanted much more from him. I began to cry. When had I turned into a
loose woman?
    Cheve came over and knelt by me again. “Why are you
crying? I told you it’s going to take time for you to master
this.”
    I tried to pull myself together. “Why don’t you just
leave? You’ve shown me just how big a whore I am. How much more do
you want to humiliate me?”
    He grabbed me roughly by the arms “Whore? Do not
ever call yourself that again! You are a Sensay. You have the
spirit of the earth flowing though your veins.” He suddenly stopped
and a shocked look came across his face. “You don’t understand any
of this, do you?”
    He grabbed another towel, wrapped it around me,
picked me up and carried me to the bed. He laid me down on the bed
and covered me up. “I apologize. I thought you had a better
understanding of what being a Sensay is, and how your training
would proceed. God, you must think me a bastard.
    Orenda, first, let me tell you that you are not a
whore. Your sexuality is pure and natural. Your response to me was
pure and natural. You became aroused by looking at me in such an
intimate surrounding, which is also a very natural thing. You
didn’t make a move on me. I came to you and kissed you, and you
responded because you are a healthy young woman. These things do
not make you a whore. What I did will be a part of our Sensay
training. I will teach you how to control these natural urges.”
    I had to interrupt him at this point, “Whoa. Are you
telling me that you will be kissing me again?”
    He