My brother is dead. May I come in?”“Of course,” the girl said, looking at Han’s grey, bloodstained uniform, and the bandage around his wounded... leg. The bandage was leaking blood, which ran down Han’s trouser. “Come in and close the door. I will do what I can to help you.”Hans walked in painfully, and sat in a chair. The girl found a bowl to wash Han’s wound, some bandages, some rubbing alcohol, and a pair of shorts. “Here are some shorts you can wear, but you will need to remove your trousers.”. Big breasts bouncing, Mercia approached and then went down on her knees before Flavia. “Show me your arse,” came a second order.At once, the dark-haired Mercia turned and raised her hindquarters high in front of Flavia. Studying the weals, Flavia saw the soft flesh twitching. It was a well-shaped bottom, above average in size. “Not a bad arse,” she remarked. “Excellent for caning anyway,” smiled Cera. “Up, cow, and serve more wine.” Mercia rose obediently but, for a moment, Flavia saw a f. ”“What, this is how you ask?” she chided with a grin on her face. “Seeing me naked like this the first time with your hands on my boobs?”He reached for the pouch in his pocket and dropped to one knee. “Ginny Weasley,” he said softly staring into her eyes, “will you marry me?” He pulled the ring with the Eternal Love Stone from the pouch. The gem was blazing with a bright red fire, giving off just enough heat to let you know it was there without looking. Still, their eyes were locked as time. We were perfectly matched for each other; in our physical beauty, in our shared experiences, and in what made each other tick. I knew then that I could never again just be Beth's s!ster. I could never again just be her lover. I was both; something strange and unusual and difficult to comprehend, but something new all the same. I loved my s!ster so much, but now, having shared each other's passions and intimacy, I loved her in a new and special way."I love you," Beth said suddenly, as if reading.