Now, I have to confess, I kiss with my eyes closed. I like to be carried away by the sensations. I love to lose myself in my lover’s affections. But just then, I heard a twig snap, and I opened my eyes.
I wished I hadn’t. My life might have been complete, had I only had just another hour or two to just enjoy that kiss, and well, I didn’t quite know what would have followed…. But I opened my eyes and didn’t get a chance to find out.
We were surrounded by sharp, pointy, glinting-tipped pikes, held by Her Royal Bitchiness’ froggy foot soldiers.
They all looked pissed off, too.
– a snip of Blue Spirit, coming to you next month!
E. Chris Garrison 
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