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couple we are going to have tremendous power. You must help me to use that power for the good of the nons in this world rather than the majji who already have so much.”
    She smiled at him.
    “I would like nothing more,” she said before leaning in and gently kissing his lips. “You are a good man, Dendri Adiron. I do not know what I ever did to deserve you.”
    “You are a special creature,” he said. “And to my last breath I shall endeavor to deserve you.”

Chapter Five
    Yasra blushed under his compliments. It was completely surreal, hearing someone like him say such things about someone like her, but she knew he would not be saying such things if not for the Gestalt. It upset her a little to think of it, so she tried to put it out of her mind. They were there now, sitting naked in his tub, making majic happen in so many extraordinary ways. It still felt so strange, the ability to do things like warm the water.
    “Now,” he said, changing the subject back to a previous one, “whenever you wish to speak to me you merely need to think it in your head and I will hear it. I will set a part of my mind to always be in contact with yours in some way. I will always know when you need me.”
    “Will you read my thoughts even when I don’t intend them for you?”
    “I may by accident if they are particularly strong thoughts, but I will make an effort to respect your privacy until such time as you are more open to the idea of me being a part of your mind.”
    “Thank you. I appreciate that.”
    “It is no trouble,” he said. He then glanced over to his right. He reached out and snagged a sponge and a bar of floral scented soap from the ledge and quickly lathered the sponge up. He touched it to her chest and she drew in a little breath. She still felt over stimulated from her orgasm of earlier, and just the memory of how unbridled it had been made her blush. She had not known she was capable of such strong, and loud, passion.
    He washed her over her chest, just above her breasts which were puckered at the tips, as though waiting for his return to them. He lifted his knees from the water and she reclined back along his thighs, giving him full access to her torso. He washed her slowly, thoughtfully, and in total silence for several long minutes. It was soothing…relaxing. He didn’t try to stimulate her sexually, but he was doing so all the same. There was something very compelling in his touches, something erotic without trying too hard.
    His sponge dipped below the water, doing a thorough enough job. He stroked down the length of her belly, in and out of her navel, and on to her pubic hair. He scrubbed her hair in soft circular motions before lifting her up and washing her sex as thoroughly as he could. She released a little moan as he stimulated her, her hands gripping at his biceps. He obliged her by sliding a finger inside of her. She tensed at the invading feel of him, then relaxed as she adapted to it. But before she could get any really useful sensations from this, he withdrew from her and continued to wash her legs and feet.
    “Turn around,” he said as he dropped his knees. She looked at him skeptically and he laughed. “Go on, turn around. I’ve gotten the front, now I have to get the back.”
    “I’m perfectly capable of—“
    “I know you are. You’re perfectly capable of doing all of this. But that would take away all of my fun now wouldn’t it?”
    She could hardly argue with that. She turned around in his lap, presenting him with her back. She gathered up her wet hair and drew it forward over her shoulder. This left him with the entire landscape of her back to wash, and he promptly did so. He washed her from top to bottom, even going so far as to shape each of her cheeks lovingly. She had never felt so attended to, so much like she was the center of attention. Good attention. Not like the attention she had suffered when she had failed to test out in front of so many people, year after