Journal Entry 158 / 0192 The first hint I had of her was her scent, wafting over the warm wind at my back, then combined with the sound of soft-running feet over the light-pounding surf.Journal Entry 158 / 0192 The first hint I had of her was her scent, wafting over the warm wind at my back, then combined with the sound of soft-running feet over the light-pounding surf. Then finally her voice. "Ken!" I stopped and turned. "Come on, lady. Catch up with me." M'Ress closed the distance between us in a casual jog and said, "You wandered away. The Herrych household is throwing this party specifically for you, Ken." I smiled, wryly. "It's funny-- everybody knows how much I dislike big parties." She took my arm and led my further down the beach away from the party. "I figured that was why you left," she purred softly, laying her head against my arm briefly, brushing my skin with her fur. "I love you, Ken." I let go of her arm so I could wrap mine around her shoulders. "Even after P'nyssa?" "Maybe because of P'nyssa." We walked further, the sound of the ocean gentle in my ears. Pendorian nights can be wonderfully romantic at times, with the soft-lit land and clear, starlit sky. M'Ress continued, "When you and I were living together, something about it didn't seem right. We weren't roommates enough. We lived together because we thought that's what people who have sex as often as we did are supposed to do. P'nyssa made me realized that I didn't have to live with you to love you." "Your own daughter could have told you that!" "No, not the way P'nyssa showed it to me. I told her to move in with you, to 'take my space,' so to speak, but I still resented it. It took two or three years to learn how I didn't need to sleep next to you to love you. |