Sacrament Gasped in surprise as she stumbled back, her back contacting the edge of the counter.She whimpered as she felt his lips,her tongue darting out sliding over his lips, returning it, with a fierce desire she never new. it wasn't her but the soul in which her body was occupied, the memories of the woman know as Anok' shara. the woman loved this man. She helped him, prying the wet fabric from his body. She was a virgin in this life. yet he didn't know. or at least so she had thought he didn't. "Temin." she moaned in his into his lips her eyes closed, and hands frantic. She wasn't sure of what to do with herself, so she brought her hands to the strap on either hip and removed the black G