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lab,’ she said, trying to pull the memories of the dream back together. ‘The accident happened all over again, but there was nothing to protect me…’ Lily let out a little, sympathetic gasp and hugged her tighter. Not that Ceri was complaining. ‘It hurt, but…’ Something was intruding on her attempts to remember, but her attempts to remember were confusing her ability to work out what the intrusion was. ‘Um, there was something odd about the circle…’ She realised what the intrusion was; there were two of them and they were pressing into her boobs. ‘Uh, Lil… I’m okay, you can let go now.’
    Lily giggled. ‘You were the one hugging me,’ she said, releasing her arms from around Ceri’s ribs. Ceri lay back onto her pillows and immediately regretted it. ‘We’ll need to change the sheets again,’ Lily said, nodding. ‘C’mon, you can sleep in my bed tonight. You can’t sleep on wet sheets.’ She stood, padding toward the door.
    ‘I’ll, uh, rinse myself off first,’ Ceri said.
    ‘Sure,’ Lily said. ‘I’ll be waiting.’
    The bathroom was a spacious one, set between the two bedrooms, and it had a walk-in shower as well as a bath. Ceri showered quickly in lukewarm water, dried herself off, and then walked out and across to Lily’s room. She stopped in the doorway and looked across the double bed to where Lily was lying propped on an elbow, covered to her waist in a sheet. She patted the bed with a grin, but Ceri hesitated. Lily’s face fell. ‘Don’t you trust me?’ she said.
    ‘It’s not that,’ Ceri replied. In truth, it partially was that she was unsure Lily could keep her hands to herself, but it was mostly because Lily slept in her parents’ room. She had not slept in there since she was ten and afraid of a thunderstorm which had made her wrists tingle. Pushing herself forward with an act of will, Ceri let her towel slip and hung it over the rail at the foot of the bed. Then she climbed in beside Lily.
    The half-succubus grinned. ‘Turn on your side,’ she said. Ceri did as asked and Lily curled up behind her. Ceri could almost feel the child-like smile on her friend’s face. She could certainly feel the firm breasts pressed against her back. At least the “intrusions” were not there. Lily’s arm curled around Ceri’s waist. ‘Now just relax,’ Lily said. ‘I’m tired. I need rest, not sex, okay?’
    Ceri was about to answer when she heard the singing. Lily was singing a soft lullaby, her voice almost a whisper. Ceri did not recognise the language, but the words crept over her like a blanket and, slowly, she began to smile as she drifted off to sleep.
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    Birdsong woke her, that and the sunlight streaming in through the window. Lily’s slender arm was still around her waist. She could feel full, firm breasts pressing against her back, hips pressed into her bottom, and thighs resting lightly against her own. Not really sure what time it was, Ceri lay there, feeling warm and comfortable. She would have to move soon, but for now she was content to lie there in her friend’s embrace.
    The dream of the night before was little more than flashes of remembered pain and images now. Ceri lay there, trying to pick out the images from the pain. Luckily, pain was hard to remember. You could remember having been in pain, but the actual pain tended to fade. All she was really left with was the red shape glowing through the salt which formed the outer circle. She felt she had seen it before, but could not remember where, and the image was fading.
    A little reluctantly, Ceri lifted Lily’s arm and slipped out from under it. Lily stirred, making discontented noises before curling up more and settling back into deep sleep. Ceri looked back at her with a smile on her face. She looked absolutely gorgeous; both incredibly sexy and terribly innocent at the same time. Ceri took a half-step back toward the bed and then shook her head. She slipped quietly out through the door and