‘I’m asleep in Shay’s arms in the Captain’s quarters of the Morrigan. He watches the clock until it strikes twelve, and it’s now Jan 23. Leaning over, he whispers in my ear, “Happy Birthday, love.” He doesn’t wait for me to respond, and begins peppering my body with kisses as he trails his way down between my legs, and begins teasing me with his tongue. Only once I’m hovering on the age of oblivion do we begin to make love. When we finish he holds me in his arms and asks how I liked my present.’

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From all of us at La Rosa in Fiore, we would like to greet you a very happy birthday!