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seem natural."
     
    "Like ya'd know what were natural. Of course it be natural. Them there juices is what lubreecates yah. Shows yah be enjoyin' yerself."
     
    "Oh. Umm... I mean. I know I was enjoying myself... kind of. At least I think I was." Mari wasn't quite sure now. "Maybe I just need a little more practice."
     
    "Not if'n this be how it's gonna be."
     
    "Come on, sweetie. This was my first time."
     
    Remembering her first experience and how horrified she'd been, Maopa relented. She gave Mari a quick kiss, hopped off the bed, and headed for the bathroom, hoping a quick shower would help her mood some.
     
    "Don'tcha worry 'bout it. First times ain't never the best, yah know. We jest needs tah go a little more slow is all."
     
    Sighing with relief, Mari followed closely behind. "That's probably a good idea."
     
    Maopa grunted, but didn't say anything else.
     
    Mari's thoughts went back to the wet sheets. "Ummm... about the sheets."
     
    Maopa stopped and turned to face Mari. "Yah shore do have a bug up your —"
     
    "I'm not sleeping on these sheets now," Mari said quickly, determined to get her way on this. "And tomorrow we're buying a new mattress. I can't believe how much body fluid humans lose. It's a wonder they made it this far in the evolutionary scale."
     
    Maopa finally laughed, her irrepressible humor reappearing. She really didn't blame her partner for being disappointed and maybe somewhat disgusted. Sex was something you developed a taste for. The thought made her snicker quietly.
     
    "I thank yah might be overreactin a bit, darlin', but dontcha thank we oughta wait till we leaves? Yemaya has plenty of money ta spend, but buyin' new stuff every time we dirty it could get mighty costly."
     
    Pushing the shower curtain aside, she adjusted the temperature to warm, trying her best not to laugh. To learn that the Earth Mother could be quite human amused her.
     
    "Okay. Then we'll just turn it over again, but I'm not sleeping on it if it's still wet."
     
    Maopa straightened up and bumped into Mari who had been standing directly behind her. Losing her balance, Maopa started to fall forward when she felt two powerful hands grab her by the shoulders and pull her backward.
     
    "Dadburnit, woman. What in tarnation's wrong with yah?"
     
    "Sorry, Maopa. I'm not adjusting very well to this physical stuff. Pretending to be Yemaya was so much easier than babysitting her body."
     
    Maopa snorted. "Next time, maybe yah'll thank before yah jumps in and volunteers us fer somethin."
     
    "Point taken." Mari released Maopa and returned to the bedroom. Staring at the bed, she felt as though the rumpled sheets were mocking her. She yanked them off and headed to the linen hamper. Several more sheets were stuffed inside, and another pile lay on the floor next to it.
     
    Then she felt the moisture sliding slowly down her legs. After tossing the newest used set of sheets onto the floor, she stomped back into the bathroom, her legs slightly apart in an attempt to keep her thighs from rubbing together. Without saying a word, she pulled the shower curtain aside and climbed in next to a very surprised Maopa.
     
    "Whoever makes those XXX movies should be shot," she said. "I'm beginning to think the X's mean exaggerated."
     
    Maopa snorted and then finished rinsing off, muttering under her breath.
     
    Mari suspected her lover wasn't very happy at the moment. This is one time I'm glad I don't know her thoughts.
     
    Twenty minutes later, the two emerged from their shower feeling a lot better. Not having to wear a pad or poke a tampon inside of her was a huge relief for Mari. Remembering her first experience with a tampon, she shivered.
     
    It had been both awkward and painful. Even Maopa wasn't much help, although she tried to read the instruction page while Mari made an attempt to follow her directions. Trying to accurately align the small bullet-shaped object with the slightly swollen and tender opening of her vulva