The night moved by quickly. A few hours of kissing later, they left the great tree's top, and together they moved down into Sera's cozy room.
The villagers hadn't learned the meaning of luxury and elaborate decorations. Sera's room looked quite barren.
A wide bed covered with clean linen faced the doorway. There was also a small table, two chairs and a simple vase with blooming flowers placed in water. Another door led to a bathroom with a working shower and toilet.
Other than the bare vase, the only decorations were a few paintings, barely resembling flowers and similar objects.
Not that either woman cared for decor. They spent a second glancing around, then moved to the lone bed and climbed inside.
The covers rustled as Sera and Bea continued their kissing session. Their hands teased each other restlessly, yet they never went a step further, keeping themselves pure for a while longer.
