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toward her afterglow.
    Sedona bathed in her bliss. Way beyond her expectation. Which meant she would only desire more of him. If he wanted her again, she would be much more susceptible. A frightening thought, on so many damn levels.
    But now, his kiss blazed through her tenderly. She felt no burden to please him, which was almost as much blissful relief as her orgasm with him. Him, the man cherub. Once his lips softly released hers, she opened her eyes naturally, a dare to herself.
    “It will never be a burden to please me,” he whispered to her.
    Shocked, her gaze flew into the silver glints of his eyes. She witnessed his pleasure with her. Recovering on quick breaths, she challenged, “If it is, you can forget it!”
    “Still,” he tenderly encouraged her.
    Sedona closed her eyes, felt him free her hands, then take himself from her gradually, very gently. Before she opened her eyes, she felt him cover her with a light plush blanket. Then she heard his footsteps toward the kitchen.
    The flames in the hearth still danced and gleamed. The world still rotated, not yet exploded into nuclear smithareens. At least, to her knowledge. As she usually did, she blessed one and all to their highest good. Drawing the blanket around her, she stretched out on her side, and wondered what was going to come of the world, really.
    She had put her own heart and soul into doing everything she could to bring forth a better life for all, simply because she believed that was the way it should be. She had believed in the brightest dreams of others, and the dreams within herself. Still the darkness had prevailed, with most of their dreams doomed to the cruelty of disappointment after disappointment.
    December 21, 2012
, the end and the beginning, but of what? Earth’s solar system spun in the center of the Milky Way galaxy, meaning there was a change in frequencies affecting all of humanity, and every life form. Time on Earth whirled faster and faster. Did that mean an opening to the fifth dimension and beyond? Would the major astrological alignment truly be a catalyst for opening humanity’s sixth sense, soaring everyone to new heights, and new spiritual understandings.
    Or, could the end of the Mayan calendar be considered a new salvation, one based on the truth? The very salvation the Dark Masters would deny all of humanity, using their powers to destroy in every way possible, the higher awareness available to everyone.
    Sedona shook her head, weary from her own endless speculations, the ones running on a hamster wheel spinning in her mind. Releasing a long sigh, she went zen because emptiness was better than thinking.
     
    * * * *
     
    Volcano stirred the cocoa he prepared, one of the few uses of a stove his mother would allow him on Earth after his many cooking debacles. Stirring slowly, he reviewed what now occurred from an eagle’s view point.
    Hummer and cycle patrols, their light beams cutting through the ash darkness, littered the roadways all around them. Anti-grav crafts, five of them, cruised the sky above, using spectrum tech to search for them. Flight drones crisscrossed the land areas.
    Psychics, several different types, and remote viewers attempted to spy them out. Satanists scried, using their black arts. A pale thin man with a belly pouch and a sharp widow’s peak of tan reddish hair directed them, his thin lips curling in a sinister smile. And his reptilian eyes glowed.
    Volcano knew he was a hybrid several generations old, bred by the Black Ops elite in league with one group of the Grays, time travelers from Earth’s first age, who wanted a future on Earth, not just a past. Grays who wanted a home planet again, not just life among the stars in their great ships.
    But then, many races fought for the right to inherit Earth if humanity destroyed themselves—inner-terrestrials, extraterrestrials, other dimensional beings. Petitions had been made, and plans made, the wars already fought.
    Several galactic races sought to