PART SIX
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If I could make a wish
I think Id pass
Cant think of anything I need
No cigarettes, no sleep, no light, no sound
Nothing to eat, no books to read
Making love with you
Has left me peaceful, warm, and tired
What more could I ask
Theres nothing left to be desired
Peace came upon me and it leaves me weak
So sleep, silent angel, go to sleep
Sometimes, all I need is the air that I breathe
And to love you
All I need is the air that I breathe
Yes to love you
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Air that I breathe - The Hollies
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Zoe meandered down the main street of Hine Moa. She held Sarah by one hand. There was something very important she'd left here and she fhad to find it. Something drew her to the sheriff's office. She knocked on the door. A tall, hunky, gorgeous Polynesian guy with a striking avian nose and a kilowatt smile answered the door. She had her answer; it was him. Yowsa, talk about a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.
“Zoe!” His face beamed.
“Glad someone knows me. Seem to have lost my Captain and my mind and gained a daughter.”
“That's Sarah; come in do. I'm Cliff and where's the rest of the crew? Thought you were on your way to give evidence in Niska's trial. Thanks for rescuing me by the way.”
Zoe shook her head to clear it, “Loss of short term memory, I think.” She gave Cliff a brilliant unfettered smile and he had to grip the sheriff's desk, hard. Zoe in seduction mode was vibrant and practically irresistable.
“Erm...tea, coffee, wine? Juice for Sarah?”
Zoe slung her long legs up on the desk, “Wouldn't be thinking of adding yourself to the menu later, would you? Because, there's no need to ask. The answer's yes!”
Cliff turned back to her, “If you knew how long I've ached for you; been in love with you, eh...”
Zoe picked up Sarah and she sat on her mother's lap. Her smile went from ear to ear, “Oh, Cliff... Hope you've got piles of stamina for...erm...riding later.”
Sarah looked at her mother and then at Cliff, “We gonna ride horsies?”
Cliff just grinned at Zoe, “I got a couple of real
And damn was the Jayne/Vera moments all kinds of "Huh!" Definitely gotta give them the prize for the best case of overeager libido around;D
BEB
I've gone on record pretty firmly that Jayne and Vera have trouble keeping their hands off each other! Making love/having sex for them is their preferred method of communication <EG>.
Next part...probably after this weekend. Going to a Stargate:Atlantis convention.
Vera
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