Halie's blue eyes lit with curiosity. A mischievous smile waxed over her delicate face. Between the vines that obscured the entrance of her grotto she spied the arrival of a woman. It could only be Aphrodite's promised visitor, if only one of the two promised her. Halie's gaze roamed over the woman from head to toe. White robed, tall and beautiful she was with long soft locks of fine hair, and such generous swell of bosom. Even from this distance Halie dreamed of tasting the woman's lips and to feel her embrace.<br/><br/>Halie continued to watch as the woman knelt at the banks of the stream to quench her thirst, when another woman approached. Halie's eyes widened with increasing interest as the woman approached the first from behind. And so arrived Aphrodite's second gift. This woman, so different appearing from the first was robed in black. Her shoulders and arms were bare though and the contrast of the woman's creamy skin to her dark attire tickled Halie's most intimate regions. The woman was as darkly alluring as the first was bright and beautiful. Aphrodite was indeed a kind mistress to send her way these two lovely mates.<br/><br/>It was time for Halie to play her part.<br/><br/>With the Bowl of Gaia in the crook of her arm Halie stepped out from her grotto. The song on her lips was soft and sweet, wandering and allusive. Her voice was high but not pitched, like that of young siren. Naked as the gods had created her she strode out from her grotto and into the stream. Though the water's height rose to her thighs she moved easily for she was at her essence a creature of the sea, lakes and rivers. Halie's golden tresses sparkled amid the beams of sun that shown through the canopy of trees. Her breasts hung temptingly like fruit from Diana's garden, her hips and legs curved like Luna's crescent, true and prefect.<br/><br/>Halie sung on, and for the time being oblivious to the two priestesses as she strode out to the middle of the stream. When she was aside the two women, across on the banks, Halie stopped.<br/><br/>She filled the bowl with the streams water, arched her back and spilled the bowl's contents down the front of her neck. The silvery waters cascaded over Halie's breasts, sparkling and splashing down like tiny musical bells. Halie licked her lips and an audible sigh of pleasure escaped her dainty throat.