The garden was tended to by her personal servants who took it upon themselves to maintain the Queens garden.Up a set of wide steps from her garden, co...uld be found Neferu’s bedchamber. It overlooked the lush gardens and the Nile off in the distance. Like the rest of her apartments, they were richly decorated. However, unlike the rest of her apartment and the rest of the palace the facades were not decorated with Pharaohs and Gods, or scenes of battles and key moments in their history. Instead,. The mushrooms are already clouding her vision and making her disorientated. Incoherent images float in the peak of the mirrored pyramid which encloses her. She feels her consciousness dissolving into the fog ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ The morning was bright, hot for the time of year, a lovely day. But still Serena was despondent, could not join in the feeling – not of happiness, more of relief – that enveloped the town. Yesterday’s battle had been brief, designed to salvage a little honour rather than. I could feel her nipples harden with arousal as she moaned into my mouth. When I began to toy with them, gently pinching them, she gasped.I pulled back, not wanting to scare her away. She sounded disappointed as she said, "Why did you stop?" Do you want me to continue? You realize that there is no turning back after a certain point?"The answer was totally nonverbal and a welcome surprise. She leaned her face towards me and resumed our kiss while her hands unbuttoned my shirt. Tina moved the. “More likely general physical stuff. Being hit or pushed around or whatever.” I stopped and chewed my lip while I tried to put together the clues that I’d seen. “Also I don’t think she’s had a lot of affection in her life – not for a long time anyway.”I ran my hand over Mischa’s shoulder and down the outside of her arm. Trying to imagine what her life must have been like was bringing me close to tears. And that was before I knew any actual facts. I decided then that I was going to do everything.