Dancer shook her head and closed in quick, smiling gently as she did so. One strong finger rested over Dora's lips, seeming real though she knew it couldn't be so.<br/><br/><strong>"Shhh...shhh...it's okay."</strong>She cooed, and sat down beside her friend.<strong>"I should have realized from the start, there was no way to explain this. This isn't something you talk about, Dora. It's...ecstatic. Orgiastic. *He* is transcendent. He's like nothing in the world. You just have to feel him. I had to take it forcefully, but you, I think, deserve better."</strong>She pressed her cheek against Dora's chest, sighed, then looked up at her, eyes wide and wet.<br/><br/><strong>"Dora...do you remember how you used to look at me? Those curious glances, when we were campaigning against the bandit king of Stonefalls together? I know you think I didn't notice...but I did."</strong>