Karen broke the deep kiss and snuggled against Drew, pulling herself to him, nestling her head against his neck.Karen broke the deep kiss and snuggled against Drew, pulling herself to him, nestling her head against his neck. Their frantic heartbeats and ragged breathing normalized during their long embrace. The cooling wet spot under them encouraged an effort to dry off with a fluffy towel which Drew had thoughtfully provided. Following a brief shower, Karen and Drew breakfasted on heuvos rancheros at a nearby taquiera. It was on the walk back that Drew excused himself until late afternoon to pursue personal business. Karen welcomed the opportunity to relax. Unused to the slack time in her study schedule, she made the best of it; loafing about, reading a novel that Drew had left on his nightstand. By mid-afternoon Karen was eager for something more active. It struck her as an ideal time to practice her exercises. Karen's pulse quickened as she considered the upcoming delight. She stepped lightly, considering Fizzlebot's purple egg. As far as it was from being a simple stone, it was no closer to being a jewel. Karen had worked briefly with the independent inventor to develop an aerogel from sand which the coven provided. The wispy, nearly transparent solid was extremely porous, with only three or four times the density of dry air. |