This is a work of fiction.  It is set in a non-English-speaking
culture; Translation Convention is in effect for the most part.  In an
attempt to keep it feeling bit alien, though, I've `translated' a few
words literally rather than to cultural analogs and left a few more
un`translated'.

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I woke to Derra squalling.  Mom soothed her, but by then I was awake.
With a sigh I got up and went out to get started on my chores.  My last
day as a child, I told myself; enjoy it.  I tried to, but couldn't help
thinking about the morrow and what it would mean.

Passage, we called it, the gateway from child to adult.  The ibron
called it wrong, but they call anything they don't do wrong, and they
always get in a tizzy over anything even remotely sexual, even
something as simple and normal as swurring - to the point that I'd read
that something like one in seven of them never learn to swurr!  Of
course, that's less surprising when you also learn that they _never_ do
it in front of others and barely acknowledge it happens, even though
most of them do do it.

Once I was done checking the plants and feeding the animals, I wandered
back inside to grab something to eat and found Dad and Chorna playing
fourteen-pot - and was amused to see, in view of what I'd been thinking
about, that Dad was swurring idly as they played.  Chorna glanced up
and said, "Hi, Tz.  Be with you once we're done here."

So I got myself something to munch on and watched them play.  Chorna
managed a narrow win.  Dad ruffled my hair and went over to continue
some woodworking project or other.  Chorna dragged me outside and to
our favourite talk-spot, a secluded stand of trees near the river.

"So..." he said.  "Are you ready for tomorrow?"

I snorted.  "Is anyone ever ready for Passage?"

"I know.  I've been nervous all the time for the last few days."

"I suppose I'm as ready as I'll ever be."

"Ready or not, it'll be here tomorrow."  He was a little older than I,
but we were ready for Passage the same year, so we were going through
it together.

"True.  I'm probably more curious than nervous.  I think it's a large
year."

"It is.  I was talking with Missni and she said it was seven boys and
four girls this year."

That was a little large, for a village of only about five hundred.  The
ibron brought much I didn't like, but their mathematics _almost_ made
up for it.  One of them had offered to teach us and I found it
fascinating.  I nodded.  "Eleven, yeah."

"You hang out with that bron, you've learned to read their writing, do
they have anything like Passage?"

"I don't know.  I haven't found any indication that they do, but they
don't have many books here and I haven't found any I would expect to
describe it if they do."

"Have you asked them?"

"Dazan, no.  You learn to avoid talking about some things.  They even
consider it wrong to let the world see your tree or well!  Those things
they wear, all the time, that's not because they're used to hotter
weather than we are, as we thought at first; it's because they can't
bring themselves to go without them."

"Weird."

"It is.  I wasn't there, but Jesten told me about the fit they pitched
when they first arrived and someone started to swurr a little when
talking with them."

He rolled his shoulders in amazement.  "Speaking of swurring..."

For maybe a quarter-year he and I had formed a habit of swurring
together every now and then.  I started to tickle my tree gently.
"Sure, let's.  And just think, once tomorrow is over, we can do this to
one another."

"We can.  Though I'm also looking forward to experimenting with Orfen's
well, too, if I can talk her into it."

"Oh, Dazan, yeah.  Even just remembering watching her swurr...."

We were both stroking our trees gently by now.  He remarked, "I
sometimes wonder that more people don't jump the gun on Passage,
onswurning before they should."

"Well, it _is_ wrong.  And if anyone does it, everyone knows; remember
Dottif, four years back?"

"There is that."  She had been kicked out of the village, her and the
bron she'd onswurned.

"I suppose swurring is enough to keep people happy until they reach
Passage age."

"Yeah...."

We continued, stroking our trees gradually faster and faster, watching
one another, until a stifled moan from the side got our attention.  We
looked over and there was Orfen herself, swurring vigorously, watching
us.  She noticed us and said, "Don't...don't mind me...go on..."

I was close to blanking as it was; looking at her pushed me over the
edge.  Chorna was only moments behind, both of us jetting onto the
ground.  Orfen shuddered, blanking too.

Long moments later she said, "You really want to onswurn me?  Once we
can?"

"Absolutely."  "Definitely."  Chorna and I both spoke at once.

"Thank you.  I would love to."

"But you're long past Passage!"

"Not all that long, only about six years.  But, even so, so what?  Past
Passage is past Passage.  And I like you two."

Chorna and I looked at one another, then back to Orfen.  He said,
"What's that phrase, Tz?  `You're a day'?"

"`You're a day'?  Oh, what the ibron say?  Not quite.  More `it's', and
the word is `date'" - I used the bron word - "which can be mean `day'
but can also mean `meeting'.  In that idiom it's closer to the latter."

Orfen giggled.  "`It's a meeting', then.  She stood and looked at the
damp patches of earth where Chorna and I had spurted our cream.  "I
hear bron houses use artificial floors, not the sensible packed earth
we do.  Perhaps that's why they don't swurr as freely as we do."  Then
she dashed off.

Chorna watched her disappear down the path.  "That can't be all of it.
Especially for the women among them."

"I can't believe they couldn't come up with some way to deal with
it...if they wanted to."

"Yeah.  I also think weather may have something to do with it; I know
ibron live in much colder places, so perhaps they *need* artificial
floors."

"Maybe.  Still, they could surely come up with something."

"Indeed."

We lay propped up against trees for an indeterminate time.  Finally
Chorna got up, went to the stream edge, and rained.  As he returned, I
said, "That's something else the ibron don't do in front of others."

"What?  Raining?"

"Raining and planting."

"How do they manage?  When rain's gotta fall, it's gotta fall."

"Practice holding it, I suppose, though I don't really know.  They even
have words for `out in view of everyone' and its converse."

He rolled his shoulders in bafflement.  "So..different."

I nodded and we lay there more, watching the stream run and the
occasional bird fly by.


That evening was the beginning of our Passage.  The eleven of us
gathered at the Passage grounds, where eleven temporary huts had been
built.  The eleven of us sat in a half-circle in front of Arsaniye.
Once we were quiet she started talking.

"It is the time of your Passage.  You have always known in general
terms what this means: you are transforming from children to adults.
Like every change in life, this grants privileges and entails
responsibilities.  You already know what a few of them are, having seen
others go through Passage before you.  For example, day after tomorrow
you will start living in your own houses, rather than the houses you
have grown up in.  Others are much subtler, being differences in how
your interactions with other people will change.  You will have more
freedom; there will be nobody pestering you to do chores, for example.
But there is always a converse; for example, there will also be nobody
picking up the slack if you fail to do something that needs doing."

"But it hasn't been so long since my own Passage that I don't know what
is most on the minds of most of you.  You've known of sex since you
were able to watch the people around you, but only recently have you
begun to get some idea what it means - it's one of the things you've
been adjusting to for the last few years.  You've all been swurring,
both before and after your Change, though in different ways.  You've
seen the adults around you onswurning, but as children you learnt that
is not for you.  That is about to change, and many of you will find
yourselves swept up by it.  It is said that we must each make our own
mistakes; this is nowhere truer than here.  I trust your mistakes will
be no more serious, on the whole, than ours were after our Passages."

She paused and ran her gaze around the semicircle.  "Pnar and I will be
taking your childhood from you tonight, taking it and returning it as
adulthood.  None of you have studied our way, so I cannot describe this
in any fashion that will make sense to you, nor is there any need for
you to understand the details."

She paused again.  "One word, though.  Once you fall asleep tonight, do
not swurr, not until you are gathered in the Passage hall tomorrow and
Pnar and I speak to you."  She suddenly grinned.  "Before you fall
asleep, though, you are still children and are welcome to act it."

Sav, beside me, stirred.  Arsaniye looked at her.  "Yes?"

"May we ask questions?"

"Certainly.  What would you ask?"

"What is wrong about onswurning before Passage?  I mean, I feel it to
be wrong, but I question why."

"You feel it to be wrong because you have been taught it is wrong.
That it is wrong is a choice the People have made, and it is to protect
us from ourselves in various ways.  For example, a few adults find
themselves so caught up in onswurning that, without restrictions, they
would onswurn children.  Our lore says that the People did indeed allow
that at first, but found that the people involved, both the adult and
the child, were turned twisted, mentally sick, by it.  So, in the early
years of our People, we chose to consider it wrong."

"As a young child, you got used to your sexuality.  But it changed
drastically with your Change; the delay between Change and Passage
allows you to get used to your new sexuality to some extent.  Our lore
says that in the past, the People have tried different delays, but we
settled on the age of 17 years, the age you each reached last year,
long ago, and have seen no reason to alter it."

"The reason onswurning is restricted between children, between Change
and Passage, is to keep you from experimenting before you know enough
about yourselves to do it reasonably.  The reason it is restricted
between pre-Change children and post-Change children is very much the
reason it is restricted between children and adults: post-Change
sexuality is much stronger than pre-Change sexuality and, unrestricted,
we found it leads to abuses, especially given how young children look
up to older children.  And the reason we restrict it between pre-Change
children is that it makes the rules simpler, easier for very young
children to understand."

"As children, you were not told that this was a deliberate choice by
the People; this was to make it easier for you to accept.  But as
adults, not only is there no reason to keep that from you, but it is
good that you understand not only the choice we made but the reasons
behind it."

She paused and looked around the semicircle.  "Any other questions?"
When nobody spoke up, she added, "Sav started by asking if she may ask
questions, not by asking the question itself, you may note.  As
children, there have been things you were not to question.  There are
no longer such things.  Questioning is how we learn; questioning things
we have learnt is how we correct mistakes."

Yorvin spoke up.  "Why do we not experiment with alternatives to these
rules, then?  I recall the case of Dottif; we did not wait to see if it
twisted her and that bron.  Should we not have?"

"There are two answers to that.  One is that the People already did
that experimenting, long ago.  The other is that, occasionally, a child
will be mature enough, and an adult twisting-resistant enough, to come
out of the experience healthy.  While that sounds like a reason to, as
you implied, wait and watch, the People tried that too in the past, and
found that it led to others, not so resilient, trying to follow their
example - and failing.  And very few were able to handle it, few enough
that the People of years past decided it was better to make such people
wait than to risk the damage to other people.  And, finally, contact
with the rest of the world gives us examples of other societies, which
live by other rules.  We can watch the results of their rules and
decide if it is time to experiment with changing our rules.  So far we
have decided the likely damage is higher than the likely benefit."

She fell silent and Yorvin nodded thoughtfully.  "I see.  Thank you."

When nobody spoke after a few moments, Pnar, whom none of us had
noticed standing behind the semicircle, spoke.  "Who is in which hut
tonight is something we leave to the finger of fate."  He shook a small
box, which rattled.  "There is a symbol on the door of each hut.  Those
symbols are also present on the tokens in here.  Each of you, as you
leave this place to go to your hut, take one token and find the
matching hut.  Tomorrow morning, remember what Arsaniye said, and
return here once you are awake."  He sat down on the ground with the
box in front of him and fell silent; on turning back, we found Arsaniye
had disappeared.

Most of us started to swurr slowly, the ones at the ends of the circle
moving, closing it into a circle.  Gasps and moans started to arise
from us, each in turn; once we had all blanked and were lying (or
sitting) quietly recuperating, I suddenly noticed there were only ten
of us.  Looking over the remainder, I found Tetanna was gone; perhaps
he hadn't wanted to stay with the rest of us.  Then, looking around, I
noticed he was talking earnestly with Pnar, in a low enough voice I
could barely tell he was talking, and that much only because we were
all quiet.

Eventually Fmim stood and went over to Pnar, taking a token from the
box and walking off to the huts.  Three of us were starting to swurr
more (Eissi, Roiras, and of course Zmidra); the others were taking
their own tokens and finding their huts.  Tetanna had taken a token and
left by the time Chorna and I went over to Pnar, so I had no idea what
they had been talking about.

Turned out Chorna's hut wasn't even close to mine.  But when I did find
mine, turned out Sav was sitting in the doorway of one next to it.  I
waved to her and she waved back but didn't say anything, so I went on
in and prepared to turn in.


I woke from confused dreams, which from what little I could recall
involved onswurning Missni and Chorna and someone else, a bron I didn't
recognize upon waking, though in the dream I knew her well.  And there
was something about food plants and flying.  I sat up on the edge of
the sleepmat, the unfamiliar hut dispelling the barely-formed feeling
that I should be doing my chores.  My former chores, I reminded myself;
now all I had to do was...

Right.  Return to the Passage grounds, in front of the hall.

When I got there, six of us were already there - Roiras, Sav, Fmim,
Lealla, Eissi, and Yorvin.  Siptach arrived only moments after I did.
Pnar and Arsaniye were sitting on either side of the door to the hall
watching.  The other three arrived, one by one; as Tetanna completed
the roster, Pnar and Arsaniye stood and opened the doors.  We filed in;
Pnar and Arsaniye quietly asked us to stand off to one side of the
entrance.  Then they each picked up a box very much like the one
holding the tokens for hut assignment last night.  They then opened two
doors in the other side of the hall and adults started to file through,
each taking something from the box held by the person at that door and
glancing at it.  Most of them then left the hall through the door we
came in by, but every once in a while one of them went to the other
side of that door instead.  I suddenly noticed the ones coming through
Arsaniye's door were all women and the ones through Pnar's door were
all men.  Eventually they stopped and there were six adults lined up by
the door: Goi, Dills, Prellony, Mawitti, Eiromm, and Vinn.

Pnar turned to us and started to speak.  "Today is all about
onswurning.  These six" - he waved to the six adults - "are, with the
two of us," - he glanced at Arsaniye - "here as instructors, if you
will, as people with some experience.  In case you have questions, not
to tell you right and wrong ways to onswurn - with a very few
exceptions, there is no right and wrong to onswurning; as long as
everyone involved is enjoying it, it's right."

Arsaniye spoke up.  "And I told you last night to not swurr, not until
you were assembled here.  That is now.  You may now swurr as you
please, and onswurn any of the others in here who care to."

Yorvin spoke up.  "You said there were exceptions?"

Pnar replied, "Yes.  The biggest exception you already know, and it
cannot apply here, today: do not onswurning anyone who is still a
child.  The other exceptions amount to `no force, no deception': never
force anyone to onswurn, whether by physical or other kind of force,
and never use deception of any kind to get anyone to who wouldn't
without it."

Yorvin nodded and I barely heard him mutter, "Of course."

When nobody said anything further after a few moments, Pnar and
Arsaniye retreated to one wall of the room, sat down, and started
watching us quietly.  As soon as they did, Zmidra went over to the
adults and spoke to Prellony.  "I'm fed up with substitutes.  I want a
real tree in me.  Will you show me how?"

Prellony chuckled.  "I've seen you swurring often enough; I don't think
you need much instruction."

"Will you help me get a little practice, then."  She reached out and
started stroking his tree, which not surprisingly perked right up.
"Oh, this is so much nicer than Graffa's substitutes."

My own tree started to stiffen in response to the sight.  I found
myself reaching for it, then remembered I could finally onswur Chorna,
as we'd so often spoken of.  I looked around for him and found him
already coming towards me, his own tree getting hard.  He reached for
my tree and I for his and we started stroking one another.  He
murmured, "Like swurring, only better."  That was exactly how I felt
about it.

I heard a small gasp and glanced over.  Tetanna was fingering Roiras's
well and she his tree, but her gaze was fixed on...I looked where she
was staring and saw Prellony lying on his back holding his tree
upright, with Zmidra squatting over him, reaching down, aiming him
towards her well.  She groaned deeply as they made contact, still
lowering herself onto him, but very slowly.  I watched him disappear
into her until she was fully impaled on him.  She said, as if to
herself, "Better, so *much* better..."

I returned my attention to Chorna's tree in my hand...and suddenly
realized I was about to spurt.  Then I was blanking, blanking hard.  It
felt so different from blanking from my own hand.  Before I could make
Chorna blank too, he turned towards the adults.  "C'mon, Tz.  I wanna
try a real well."

The other five adults were all sitting down, swurring gently.  Chorna
stopped in front of Vinn.  "I'd like to feel a real well on my tree.
Like Zmidra, there, only reversed."

Vinn smiled and leaned back, but Dills spoke up.  "Vinn, Chorna, if
it's OK with you, I'd like to do that."

Vinn said, "Well...if you like.  But I'd like a tree in me too."

Chorna said, "Tz?"

I was still a bit soft from having blanked only moments before.  While
I was deciding what to say, Eissi spoke up from right behind me.  "I'd
like to see if I can satisfy Vinn."

Dills had by now laid down on her back with her legs spread wide.  She
patted her well, saying, "Chorna?"

He knelt between her legs and snuggled closer, she raising her knees,
until his hard tree was lying along her slit.  He suddenly gasped,
blanking, spurting into her well-fur...and my attention was caught by
Eissi kneeling between Vinn's legs similarly.

Someone's hand reached around me and started stroking my tree.  On
turning, I found it was Sav.  She said, "If I may?"

My tree was rapdily stiffening, apparently ready for more.  I told Sav,
"If *I* may..." and brushed my fingers across her nipple.  She squealed
and dove for my tree with her mouth.  As she was kneeling in front of
me, sucking my tree, Lealla came up behind her, laid one hand on her
hip, and said, "Sav?"

She looked back at him.  "Lealla?"

"May I try your well?"  He was stroking his tree slowly.

She smiled.  "Oh, Dazan, yes.  Please!"  She dove back onto my tree
with her mouth.  Lealla knelt behind her, carefully positioned his tree
at her entrance, and started to slide slowly into her.  She went crazy,
sucking me frantically, sounding as though she were blanking repeatedly
as Lealla slid into her.  Then Lealla was gasping, blanking himself.
As he wound down, Sav let go of me and said, "You two..."  We looked at
her.  "Switch places?"

Lealla and I looked at one another.  I said, "Okay."  He slid out of
Sav, stood up, and came around to stand beside me.  I took his place,
kneeling behind her, carefully fitting my tree into her well.  By Dazan
and Lorpin, did that ever feel good.  She seemed to think so too,
sucking on Lealla's tree as vigorously as she had been on mine.

I suddenly noticed that Fmim was starting to slide into Mawitti much as
Chorna had Dills, and Eissi had Vinn, earlier.  I looked around and saw
Yorvin and Siptach lying stretched out on their sides next to one
another; I couldn't see whether he was inside her, but he could have
been.  Then my attention was drawn back to the amazing feeling of Sav's
well on my tree.  The room was full of moans and gasps of pleasure,
punctuated by the louder sounds of someone blanking every now and then.

Some little while later I blanked again.  Sav collapsed, apparently
worn out, and Lealla lay down beside her so she could still suck his
tree.

Blanking twice in such a short time had me a little worn out.  I lay
down and must have fallen asleep; next thing I knew Goi was calling
out, "Attention, everyone, please?"

The room was quiet.  I looked around and it seemed most of us children,
er, no-longer-children were as worn out as I was.  All except Zmidra,
who was standing next to Goi.

When Goi had our attention, he said, "Zmidra had a request.  She wants
to take each of the trees here up her well.  She wants us to line up on
our backs; she'll then go down the line, doing each of us in turn."

Zmidra spoke up.  "Of course, if any of you would rather not, that's OK
too."

Roiras said, "What about us?"

"What about you?"  Zmidra seemed uncomprehending.

Tetanna said, "I think she means, this keeps the males busy, what about
the females?"

Roiras said, "Exactly."

Zmidra said, "Umm...."

Tetanna said, "If you can spare me, Zmidra, maybe we could do something
similar the other way, with the wells in a line?  I'd like to go down
that line.  And my tree and your well can get together once we're done
with the lines."

Eissi giggled.  "I'm game."

I rolled over and stretched out next to him.  Gradually, all of us
except Zmidra and Tetanna formed ourselves into two lines down the
middle of the hall.  Finally Zmidra and Tetanna looked over to the
wall, where everyone else had forgotten Pnar and Arsaniye.  "Would you
two like in on this?"

They looked at one another.  Pnar said, "I'll stay here, I think."
Arsaniye added herself to one end of the line of wells.

Tetanna's tree was sticking out, fully hard.  He knelt beween Dills's
legs and started sliding himself into her.  And Zmidra squatted over
Prellony and lowered herself onto him.  It took only a few moments
before Tetanna was pumping vigorously into Dills and Zmidra was
bouncing eagerly up and down on Prellony.  Everyone else seemed to be
swurring gently, waiting their respective turns.

Zmidra blanked fairly soon, but if anything that just made her bounce
more eagerly on Prellony's tree.

Then Tetanna blanked into Dills, which set her off, blanking with him.
As they wound down, he withdrew from her and moved over to Sav.

Then, as Tetanna knelt between Sav's legs, Prellony blanked into
Zmidra; she ground herself against him, blanking again.  Shortly, she
lifted herself off him and moved over to Lealla.

Lealla held his tree upright for her and it took only moments before
she was bouncing up and down on him as eagerly as she had on Prellony.
He blanked much quicker than Prellony had, with Zmidra's first blank,
while Tetanna was still pumping vigorously into Sav.

Once she and Lealla were done blanking, Zmidra pounced on Eissi, not
needing to work herself slowly onto him, lubricated as her well was
with cream from Prellony and Lealla.  Indeed, I saw it starting to
squish out of her well as she pumped herself up and down on Eissi's
tree; I made myself stop swurring for fear I'd blank, which I didn't
want to until I was in her well.

Then Sav blanked.  Tetanna didn't, but he did move over to Mawitti.

Then Eissi spurted, adding his cream to what was already in Zmidra, and
she moved over to me, as I saw Prellony slide himself into Dills.

Then Zmidra's well was over me, cream from the first three trees
dripping onto me, and she slid down onto me.  And, I thought Sav's well
had felt good, Zmidra's set a new standard for me.  If I hadn't blanked
twice earlier, I probably would have as soon as she slid onto me.

Even as it was, I blanked, filling Zmidra's well with a fourth load of
cream, as soon as she blanked on me, which didn't take her long.

By the time I recovered, she was gone, sliding onto Fmim, leaking cream
all over the base of his tree.

Then it was Mawitti's turn, wrapping her legs around Tetanna, holding
him deep inside her; then he moved on to Roiras.

And Sav crawled over to Lealla and Eissi, lying down between them, and
said, "I'd like to try one of you in my well, the other in my
plant-hole."

Eissi said, "You like that?"

"I don't know.  I've seen adults onswurn that way sometimes, tree in a
plant-hole, and I'd like to try it."

Pnar spoke quietly from right next to them.  I was surprised I hadn't
seen him approach them.  "Just one warning.  Whichever of you enters
her plant-hole, go _very_ slow, especially at first.  It's easy to hurt
someone without meaning to, that way."  Then he returned where he was.

Eissi said, "Maybe it'd be better to ask one of the more experienced
men to take the plant-hole side?"  He giggled.  "Not that I wouldn't
love to try it.  But I'd worry about hurting you."

Lealla lifted himself up on his elbows.  "Prellony?"

Prellony looked over from where he and Dills were snuggling.  "Yes?"

Then my attention was grabbed away by Zmidra blanking on Fmim's tree.
She kept moving and a few long moments later joined her, adding a fifth
tree's cream to her well.

Then Tetanna blanked in Roiras and collapsed on the ground between her
legs.  Pnar came over, moving in that eerie way he had, always
appearing to move slowly but somehow covering a lot of space, and said,
"Worn out?"

Tetanna said, "Yeah.  I feel bad for them...", nodding towards the rest
of the line of women, lying there swurring slowly, waiting their turns.

Pnar said, "I suspected that might happen."  He turned to Roiras.  "You
satisfied?"

Roiras said, "I was just about to blank!  And then...."

Pnar said, "Perhaps I can help."  His own tree was hard by now and he
slipped it into Roiras, making her pant and gasp.  "Yes...fill me with
that hard tree..."

I was beginning to regain interest in doing something more myself.  I
started swurring a little, experimentally, and decided that however I
might feel otherwise, my tree was still out of commission for a bit.

Prellony had replaced Eissi on the near side of Sav, with her
sandwiched between him and Lealla.  They were both thrusting gently,
presumably in her well and plant-hole.  Whatever they were doing, she
was having a grand time; she seemed to be blanking every minute or two.
I looked around for Eissi and found him lying with Dills, as Prellony
had been before Lealla called him over.

Somewhere in there, Zmidra had moved on to Yorvin.  She was now
blanking on his tree; I watched her more, and it was only a few minutes
more before Yorvin blanked in her well too.  Then she lifted off him--
and my attention was dragged away by Roiras; Pnar's tree had done the
job for her.

Pnar then moved over to Vinn, who smiled as she welcomed him into her
well.  I'd seen the two of them onswurn often enough, and, sure enough,
it didn't take long before she blanked.  Pnar kept moving inside
her...and my attention went back to Zmidra, now getting close to
another blank on Chorna's tree.  Then Chorna blanked, adding yet more
cream to her well, making her blank yet again.  Then she moved on to
Goi.

And then Vinn was blanking again, and Pnar was moving on to Siptach.
And I got up and went over to Chorna, gently drawing his tree into my
mouth.  He blinked and returned the favour and the two of us lay there,
gently sucking one another's trees.  Neither of us was all that hard,
but it felt very good nevertheless.

Siptach started blanking as soon as Pnar slid into her; you'd almost
think she'd been waiting just for him.

Goi blanked almost immediately upon getting inside Zmidra.  She kept
pumping herself on him until his tree softened too much to keep going;
then she was dribbling cream from her well all over Eiromm's tree.

Pnar finally drew himself out of Siptach; she was just babbling
incoherently in pleasure.

And Arsaniye got up and stood as Pnar reached her.  They both stared
fixedly at Tetanna, until he stood up; then the two of them returned to
their places against the wall.  Tetanna came over and stood next to
Goi, watching Zmidra enjoy Eiromm, until finally Eiromm blanked.  Then,
as Zmidra got up off him, Tetanna said, "One last tree?" and held out a
hand to her.  She said, "One more well for you..." and came right up
against him, taking his tree in her hand and, from the looks of it,
fitting it into her well.  A few moments later they disengaged and both
lay down, him sliding back into her, making wet squishy noises as his
tree forced cream out of her well.

Then I looked up to see Vinn and Siptach watching Chorna and me suck
one another's trees.








F Dills
F Sav
F Mawitti
F Roiras
F Vinn
F Siptach
F Arsaniye
M Prellony
M Lealla
M Eissi
M Tz
M Fmim
M Yorvin
M Chorna
M Goi
M Eiromm









F Derra
F Missni
F Orfen
F Arsaniye
F Dottif
M Pnar
M Graffa

Dazan
Lorpin

M Chorna
M Tz
M Tetanna
M Eissi
M Fmim
M Lealla
M Yorvin
F Roiras
F Sav
F Zmidra
F Siptach

M Goi
M Prellony
M Eiromm
F Dills
F Mawitti
F Vinn

M: P Ch T Ei F L Y G
F: D M O A R S Z V