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Flexing: I’m definitely getting bigger.  But how much?  And how much would he want to see?  The lighting in the gym locker room seemed perfect for this, she thought she could see every individual muscle group and cut in her arms as she posed in the wall mirror.  She was pretty sure that this was the first time she had come to the gym alone, without Krista or Luke to watch or assist her and she had found that she had really enjoyed it.  Admittedly, the fact that the gym had been practically empty had probably helped her nerves.  It was odd though; she loved coming with Luke, loved seeing the worshipful look on his face as she curled dum

He could hardly believe that it was real, that, at last, he stood here before it.  For nights he had dreamt of the savage majesty of the hall.  As he lay his head to sleep by wyrdstones, pagan monoliths, in the centers of standing stones, he had heard the soft voice of the Lady; her invitations, her taunting laughter.  In dreams he caught glimpses of her from the corner of his eye; her flowing white gown, her radiant beauty.  By day he had searched, battled, prayed.  His face had grown drawn from hunger.  Though still youthful, it carried a wispy beard, the growth of untold days.  And now, now that he was here, he was afraid. How had he come