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"Nightshade"-- ©Fiona
 My sister nodded and turned to go. She never once looked
at Jenna.
"We should do this again soon." Her dreadlocks swayed with each
sinewy movement of her back, brushing against the curves of her
hips and buttocks.
"You know where to find me."
The diamond circlet at her nape winked as she disappeared beyond
the doors. A moment later, three women came in and went to Jenna.
I watch with faint regret as they left together, cradling her
body against their dark breasts, heads down as if whispering low
something only she could hear.
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