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It was late into the evening, and the small group had walked them selves out. Their destination was the town of Ronford, a small city town and the closest to Faredrin. The sun had just disappeared behind the horizon when author, Sara and Daniel entered the city entrance.

"I'm beat!" said Sara and she sat, or more to the point dropped, on the ground and began rubbing her feet. "So what are we gonna do now, the inns here are so expensive and I sure can't afford them."

Author walked over to a near by stoop and took a seat. "I don't know either, I suppose we could always camp out in the woods and-"

"Like hell I'm sleeping in the woods!" Sara interrupted, "after all that walking we just did I'm looking for a nice soft bed to kick back in, not the cold hard ground!"

"But Sara we don't have any money for a room." author said.

As his two friends argued Daniel scoped out the surroundings and spotted the closest inn. He left them there to bicker amongst themselves and made his way to the inn. It was a quaint looking place and seemed clean enough. There was a raccoon behind the desk that smiled as he entered.

"What can I do for you sir?" the man asked with a large smile adorning his face.

"I'm looking for three rooms for the night, you got enough?" Daniel asked

"Hmm, let me check." he opened a large book full of names and peered at it for

some time. "Yes, it appears we do. There two gold coins a night, each." he seemed friendly enough, if not a little eager to make a profit.

Daniel rummaged in his bag that hung at his side and produced a leather pouch, it bulged and clinked whit the large number of coins. He removed seven gold coins and looked back at the innkeeper. "Three rooms then," he said as he handed over six of the coins "three nice rooms." he finished and tossed the last coin to the raccoon. He was handed three keys and then left.

Sure enough when Daniel found author and Sara they were still arguing with one another. "Guy, I got us some rooms. Come on I'm tired." Daniel was still tiring to keep from laughing at how the keeper's eyes nearly fell out of his head when he saw his purse.

"What, how did you pay for them?" author asked as his jaw almost fell open.

"Who cares how he did, lets just go!" Sara said, frustration replaced with relief

and excitement. She ran up to Daniel and got a key and when off to the inn he pointed to.

"I would still like to know where you got the money from." author said in flatter tones.

Daniel gave him a lop sided smile and a look most parents give to a child who just asked a question they didn't think would need answering. "You already know I sell to shops, so what exactly do I have to spend my money on anyway?"

After a moment of thought author shrugged "guess you're right, I never have known you to have money. Let alone spend it on anything." he stared laughing "not that you have anything to buy even if you did." he threw an arm over Daniels shoulders and they walked to the inn for a good rest.

It was late and author was in a deep sleep. He had fallen asleep the second his head hit the pillows and now there was someone talking to him and tiring to disturbed his sleep. With a groan he opened his eyes to the dark room, and nearly screamed as he beheld Sara crouching over him nude. "Sara! What's the matter?"

"Oh author, I can't stand this anymore," she said in an almost pleading kind of urgency "you know I love you, and I know you love Dratine and I'm okay with that. But just once, as a favor to me as a friend could you just pretend for one night that you loved me. If you do I promise I'll never bother you about it again!"

During all this author's face had gone from surprised, to confused, to stern "Sara, no!" he said in stern flat tones "Dratine is the only person who I will share that with." as Sara dropped her head and began to sob author couldn't keep his tone and began running his hand down her back "I'm sorry Sara, I don't want to hurt you but you make it hard not to. I do love you, you know that. I just don't love you in that way."

After a time Sara calmed down and stopped crying. She looked back into author's eyes "I'm sorry author. But do you think I could just sleep here with you, I promise I won't try anything, okay?" her voice was still cracked as she spoke, but a smile, if only a slight one, returned to her face when author smiled and gave her a nod. He held the blanket open for her and she snuggled up close to him.

Author wiped her tear stained fur with the back of his hand as she looked up at him. "It'll be okay," he said in as soft and comforting a tone as he could "some day you'll find the one your meant to be with, I'm sure of it." and with that she rested her head agents his furry chest and listened to his heart beat while she purred and fell asleep.

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The tavern was dark and clouded with smoke. Vern sat at a table with a few of his acquaintances, there's really no such thing as a friend and he knew it. Vern was a ferret in the prim of his life, he was well known in the under world as a man who could find anything or anyone, and for the right price make sure no one else ever found them again. He downed the remainder of his ale and slammed the mug on the table. "Hay bar wench, get me another beer!" he shouted at the female mouse who was passing out drinks.

In moments she arrived with the drink and set it in front of him with shaky hands "will there be anything else sir-, eep!" the waitress jumped as she felt a hand run the length of her led and squeeze at her ass.

"Ha ha, maybe latter." he said with a wide grin as he licked his lips. As she turned to leave he gave her a swat on the ass to send her on her way. "Little slut." he chuckled to himself. It was another ten minutes when a man he didn't know sat at the table with him. "Yeah, and what do you want?" the man didn't say anything; he simply handed Vern a letter and waited until he opened it before he took off. With a snort he unfolded the piece of paper inside and started reading, he hated reading, he barley know how and it always made his head hurt.

"Vern, I have a job for you. There should be a fox and Daniel that just arrived in town. Their on their way to mount crag, join them and stay with them. Make sure they don't stop, if anything tried to stop them take care of it. From: Draken."

Vern's blood ran cold at the mere sight of the count's name. He had been offered a job, not the kind you can turn down either, to follow some bums on they're way to a death sentence. He thought about it for a second and grinned to him self "sounds like fun." and with that he down his mug in one swig and departed the tavern, making a not to stop by latter for the mouse girl.

It took three hours of searching before he finally found the inn they were at. As it turned out some feline had joined them as well, no matter. He bought a room for the night and waited for them to depart. In the mean time he planed out his setup to get in with them, it wasn't the first time he had to get close to someone like this so it wasn't hard.

The sun had just risen when author woke up, the first thing he noticed was the lack of warmth and he opened his eyes to find Sara had left. He felt bad about last night, she was like a sister to him and he had hurt her. He got up, showered and dressed then walked into the hallway. Sara and Daniel were already waiting for him when he got out side. They both smiled, he doubted she had said anything to Daniel. "Morning guys, how you sleep?"

"Like a log," Daniel replied "I never noticed how worn out my bed is back home."

Sara smiled when Arthur looked to her to answer "I...slept more that I would have liked, but it was one of the best sleeps I have had in a long time." she endeavored not to loose her composure when Arthur gave her an apologetic smile, she had regretted her actions last night but though Arthur didn't regret his she knew he was still sorry.

"Shall we get going then," Daniel put in, sensing something uncomfortable between his two friends "we will want to get as much out of this day as we can." he was relived when they nodded and made there way to the town gates. When they reached the gates though they found a man standing there with a map and a confused look upon his face.

"Excuse me," the ferret said, "I was wondering if you could help me. You see I'm heading to Mullcreak and I can't make heads or tails of this map." he walked up to Arthur and offered the map "can you help, I'm new at wondering trails you see?"

Arthur took the map and looked it over, he found it hard to get it wrong but didn't want to embarrass the poor fellow. "We're heading to mount crag, Mullcreak is just before it, if you like you can come with us. There's safety in numbers as they say."

The ferret grinned, "Yes, they do say that. The names Murry, at your service" 'god this was easy' without another word the group setout along the path. It didn't take long for Sara to start bring up every possible topic. Vern was a little hard pressed to keep up with her, one can only keep track of so many lies. Nonetheless he got plenty of useful information out of the little twit. Something he found bothersome was her desire to convince the fox, Arckur or something, to turn back and give up on getting to Draken. It was then he came to the conclusion that she had to be taken care of, just to be safe.

The sun was going down and Sara was complaining about her hurting feet again. They set up camp in a small glade. Arthur got a small fire going and 'Murry' volunteered to go find some firewood for latter. In reality what he was looking for was not firewood but a certain creature he knew to be common to this part of the wood. He found it under a small bush, a black momba. With practiced easy he rustled it into a bag and went about collecting wood.

It had gotten dark by the time Murry had returned, "What kept you?" Arthur asked, "you've been gone a long time, I was starting to think something had happened."

"No, no I just..... Had a hard time finding dry wood that's all." finding that damn snake must have taken longer then he thought. " Well I'm beat from that walk, think I'll turn in. oh and before I forget," he forced himself not to grin, "There are some pretty dangerous things around in these woods I heard. Be careful nothing gets you in the night." with natural causes planted in there heads Vern climbed into his bed roll and closed his eyes. Soon after the others slept.

Vern waited hours until the moon had passed behind a large group of clouds before making his move. Without a sound he made his way to the bag he had stashed near by. He gave it a few good shakes while walking back to camp; he wanted to make sure it was good and mad. The fire had died down considerable, everyone was asleep. He moved to Sara's sleeping bag, she was so sound asleep he didn't think she would even wake when she was bit. He gently lifted up the bag just at her shoulder and let the snake slither in.

Sara's eyes slowly opened and looked at him curiously, 'shit, shit, shit' Vern clapped his hand over her mouth and she attempted to scream. She thrashed around tiring to pull his hand away, all the better for the snake.

Arthur had a hard time getting to sleep; the warning from Murry had left him a little spooked. At one point he awoke to see Murry walking out of the camp site, no doubt to relieve him self. he shut his eyes and drifted back to sleep. a few moments latter he heard another rustling, and a muffled voice. He opened his eyes to find Murry standing over Sara with his hand on her mouth. Alertness shot through him as he grabbed his sword and leapt out of bed.

Vern, never one to be caught off guard instantly thought of a lie "she had a nightmare, I didn't want her to wake you-"

"Shut up!" Arthur yelled and swung his sword at him. "Sara, are you all right?" Sara had scrambled out of her sleeping bag screaming. She had backed against a tree and was holding her leg.

"I think something bit me!" she cried, at that time the snake slithered out of the bag and back into the forest. Sara's face went ghostly white as she looked again at the purple bit mark on her leg.

Vern drew a knife and stabbed at Arthur who was distracted by the snake, he had turned just in time to avoid the attack and lunged forward with his own, burring his sword into Vern's shoulder. he continued to push him back until the sword stuck into a tree and pinned him in place. the knife had fallen from Vern's hand and he had resigned himself to death.

"why?!" Arthur asked and he griped Vern's throat "why her, tell me damn it or I swear I'll wring you neck."

Vern was in a pinch, none of the lies he could think of would work, there was no way to run, and out thinking him was going to be hard through the pain in his shoulder. there was only one thing he could think to do, tell the truth. "Draken sent me to find you, to make sure you didn't stop coming after him. th-the girl wanted to stop you, I had to get rid- rid (cough)" Arthur's hands had grown tighter as he spoke and he could breath anymore.

Daniel was up by now, at first he thought he was dreaming when he saw Arthur attack Murry, who was in turn attacking Sara. it didn't take him long to figure it out, and he jump out of his bed when he saw the snake and the wound on Sara's leg. while Arthur was interrogating Murry he was looking over Sara. "Arthur, this isn't good! that snake was very poisonous, Sara needs help fast

(CRACK)

The sound snapped Arthur out of his rage; Murry's body was limp in his hands. He took a step back and looked from the body, down at his hands, and then to his friends. Their looks of shock told him it was true, he had killed a man. "I-i didn't mean to do that, I just-" he trialed off and didn't say anything for a moment then "Sara! Is she alright, can we cure the poison?"

Daniel, recovering his senses, said "I don't know, I have heard of a few antidotes, but nothing specifically for this. I can try to find some plants that might help but she needs help fast."

Sara tried to stand, her body felt like it was burning up. She stumble and was caught by Arthur, she was sure she was going to die, and if she was this was where she wanted to be, here in Arthur's arms. She leaned her face against his chest and felt her body start to go numb. It was hard to stay awake too, she knew she must not of gotten much sleep with the whole nights events, so she closed her eyes and drifted into sleep.

Arthur could feel the heat coming off her. He waved a hand at Daniel "go! Quick, find something that will help!" he watched as Daniel took off into the woods, the sun was coming up now. He laid her on the ground and went to his pack; he grabbed a cloth and his water pouch. He soaked the cloth and placed it on her brow "it'll be okay, just hang in there a little while longer!"

Daniel had reached a small meadow under a large willow tree. He was searching franticly and forced him self to calm down. As he looked for the right flowers something fell to the ground next to him, and immediately after another on his head. He rubbed his head and picked up the object, it was an acorn.

"Hey," came a voice from above him "those are mine, don't touch em'." Daniel watched as a brown blur zipped down the trunk of the tree and stopped at his feel. He couldn't see her face since she was bent over picking up the nuts; he knew it to be a she by the voice. As she began to rise she said "this is my tree, go find your-" her eye's met Daniels and she froze.

Daniel was like wise frozen in place, the woman before him was one of the most beautiful he had ever seen. She was a squirrel her chestnut colored was a perfect match to the tree she had come out of. She had big hazel eyes and her bushy tail flicked back and forth as he looked at her.

After a while she finally spoke "your, your not a Sam. Sorry about that." her stunned look was a perfect match to his, she had never met anyone so, so, she didn't know what. All she knew was she found him fascinating. She turned to leave when he called out to her.

"Uh, wait!" Daniel said, finally finding his voice "could you, uh," he didn't know why but he didn't want this person to leave. The reason he was here in the first place came back to him "my friend was bitten by a snake, can you help me?"

She stopped, she didn't want to but she did. She didn't trust her self at the moment, and she knew he was the reason she felt so strange. But when he said that she knew she could leave, she doubted it would have mattered what his reason could have been, she probably would have gone with him regardless. "My, my name is Samantha, Sam for short."

"Sam, what a pretty name." then he thought 'oh god, did I just say that out loud!' it was apparent from the deep red her face went that he had "I'm sorry, please we need to hurry." she nodded and followed him back to the camp site.

Daniel was relived to find that Arthur had removed the corps. He showed Sam to where Sara laid, and was worried from the look she had about her. "Well," he asked, "is there anything you can do?"

Sam frowned "no, I can't treat this." she said "but I might know someone who can, her name is Mary. She lives on a farm not far from here and had dealt with this kind of thing before." a rustle from behind her caused her to turn and she found a fox, with blood stains on his fur, emerging from the wood. She backed away from him as he drew near and wound up tripping and falling into Daniels arms.

Daniel was relived to see Arthur return. But when Sam fell into him his thought were brushed away. He held on to her to keep her on her feet and he started to say something, when she looked up at him though he found his voice had left him again. There was fear in her eyes, but when she saw none in his she calmed, though didn't immediately pull away from him. Daniel tore his eyes from hers and looked to Arthur "this is Sam, she said she knows someone who can help Sara."

"Then what are we waiting for," Arthur asked impatiently, he scooped up Sara in his arms "lets go, where is this person?" he looked at the squirrel cowering in Daniels arms, he kick himself for not washing the blood of him self. "I'm sorry miss, please show us the way."

Sam regained her feet, reluctantly she found, and led them through the woods. It was about a two-hour trip before they came out of a large field of cabbage. The whole time she had been listening to Daniel tells her about their reasons for their travels and how this came about.

After a short time they came to a small cottage and she knocked on the door. A few moments latter a voice came back "who is it?"

"Its Samantha, I have some people her who need you help."

A second latter the door opened and a large female cow stepped out. She saw fairly normal looking for a cow; she had white and black spotted fur, and long brown hair that hung to her shoulders. She was naturally taller that everyone else, even Arthur only came to her chin. She gave them a quick look over, and seeing the cat that was passed out in the young fox's arms she stood aside and motioned for them to enter.

After she heard what was wrong with the girl and given her the antidote she needed, she sat down with the small group and listened to their story. "I see, that's awful." Mary said once they were done "well your friend will be needing a lot of rest if she is to recover, needless to say she won't be going with you to mount crag. She is welcome to stay here with me, I'd welcome the company."

"Thank you." Arthur said. He looked down the hall at the large bed in which Sara was resting, she looked a bit better already and it was too dangerous for her to come along in the first place. After cleaning himself off the three of them left the house and Mary to tend to their friend. His attention then turned to Sam "I must thank you again for your help" he said. He then looked to Daniel who seemed worried and anxious, it didn't take but a few seconds, and a caught sideways glace from him to Sam, to figure out why. "Sam, I'm afraid I have something more I must ask of you. You see without Sara we are a bit short handed, do you think it would be possible if you could join us?"

Sam gave it some thought for what seemed like a lifetime to Daniel. Finally se said "well, I have been meaning to travel more, and you guys do seem very interesting, so sure." after that she left, saying she had to get some stuff from her home.

Daniel stood there for a moment longer, then let out a long breath. For a while he thought his heart had stopped beating. He turned to Arthur and asked "why do you want her to come along, you know we don't need the help. Hell I could say behind and it wouldn't make much difference. Not that I'm complaining mind you."

Arthur walked up next to him and patted him on the shoulder "think of it as my way of thanking you."

"For what?

"For my perfume." when Daniel gave him a questioning glance he added "I hardly think you had Dratine in mind when you made that back for her, now did you." he gave Daniel a sly grin.

Daniel turned his head, not being able to make eye contact with his friend, he had been busted. "Thank you Arthur." he said simply. And with that they made their way to catch up with Sam.

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After she finished cleaning up the place Mary returned to the room with a saucer of cream on a small tray. Sara was still in bed, her breathing was labored and her body was covered in sweat. Mary placed a hand on her brow and gasped "your burning up!" she ran into the bath and began filling the tub with water "we have to cool you down fast! Oh, please, just hang on a little longer!" she knew that if she didn't bring her fever down she would burn through the antidote.

Sara felt herself being lifted off the bed. She was delirious and her head was pounding, she though Arthur was holding her in his arms and she began to purr. 'I'm going to die,' she thought to her self 'but at least he is with me now, I can die happy'. All of a sudden she felt cold water envelop my body and she gasped in shock. She didn't know what was going on but the cold water felt good on her sweltering body. A damp cloth was moving over her head fur and she purred louder 'Arthur is tending to me, he care for me, he loves Me.' she could almost see his face in her hazy vision looming above her. She moved her body and found it difficult, but summoned up her strength and wrapped her arms around his head and pulled her self into a kiss.

Mary was in a panic trying to cool her down. She could hear her mumbling under her breath but couldn't make out the words. She had begun to purr and Mary took it as a good sign, when out of nowhere Sara grabbed her face and pulled her self out of the water and kissed her. Mary gasped in surprise just as their mouths came together and Sara's tong found its way into her muzzle. The felines tong wondered her mouth and coxed her tong out of her own mouth and into Sara's. The shock had worn off and she was now cradling Sara's head in her arms to support her, she didn't know why but she couldn't bring her self to break the kiss. After a while Sara sagged back into the tub and panted heavily and still purring loudly.

An idea popped into Mary's head as to how to cool her down and help her relax enough to rest. She dunked in a hand and ran it through the submerged fur of her chest, feeling that her nipples had become stiff either from the cold or the kiss she didn't know. Mary massaged her breast and pinched her rock hard nipples between her fingers.

She felt her body shudder as the hand roamed her chest. Was Arthur loving her, god she hoped so. She opened her eyes again and peered up but it was not Arthur who was bringing her such pleasure, but what looked like an angel. She began to pant and moan from the stimulation of her breast and her hands creped to her legs and rested over her pulsing vulva, trying to push her fingers into herself to relive her mounting orgasm, but her fingers were too weak to do it and she was left to pleasuring torture of the angel to give her release at its own discretion.

She felt Sara's shudders as she worked the furry tit, but she wasn't quite there yet. She pulled her hand back despite the protesting groan the Sara emitted. Moving her arm under Sara's body she lifted the soggy Sara high enough out of the water to take a breast into her mouth and began to suckle it and flick the nipple with the tip of her thick tong, bringing her other hand from under her to kneed the remaining tit.

Sara's body jerked as the warm lips closed on her chest and began to suck. That wide, soft tong felt like heaven in her nipple as the other was tended to with a herm hand. She moaned and shuddered as she felt her pussy quivering under her hand, begging for attention. Her other hand came up to rest of the angels head and stroke her head fur. In her delirium she couldn't tell just what it was, but it felt like a house or bovine of some kind. From the long hair she noticed that 'it' was fact a 'she'. Oh, but she didn't care who or what she was, the pleasure of her hands and mouth was melting away all her cares, not to mention her supple pussy, which was starting to leake her juices into the cool bath water.

Sara's body was shivering in Mary's grasp and she knew it was not from the cold. Just a little more, but oh how she withed this could last. Never in her life had her heart beat this fast or been filled with such love, and that's what it was too, there was no denying it now that she was in love with this feline. Out of the corner of her eye she saw Sara's hand resting over the lips of her cunt and trying desperately to enter. She also noticed that her free hand had worked its way to her own cunt and was fingering her self vigorously. She removed her fingers and brought them up to relive Sara when the hand that rested on her head came away and grasped her wrist in a feeble grip. It was pulling her to Sara's face and she didn't want to struggle against her so she allowed the cat to guide her arm. When her hand rested near Sara's face the feline stuck out her tong and quickly ran it over her two fingers, moaning as she licked the sticky juices from Mary's hand. Mary was wide eyes in shock as Sara took both fingers into her mouth and started sucking her fingers clean, moving her head back and froth as if going down in them.

She watched the Mary through heavy lashes as the pleasure moved through her. When she saw the hand rise up from under, what she was now sure was a Mary, and saw the sticky and glistening fingers, as they seemed to sparkle in the light she knew she had to have them. The Mary was about to dunk her free hand under the water; Sara didn't want to let what she knew had to be the honey of the gods go to waist. With all the strength she had left she took hold of the powerful wrist and brought the hand to her face. The smell of that sweet nectar filled her nose and willed her forward. She brought her tong over the two sticky fingers and murrs softly at the ungodly delicious taste filled her senses and she took them into her mouth to better suck the savory honey from them. She bobbed her head trying to take as much of them into her as possible.

Once Sara was done cleaning off her fingers her head fell limply back agent the rim of the tub and her mouth hung open, tong protruding, not having the strength to even close it. She returned to her original plan and placed her hand over Sara's on her mound, gently pushing it aside and running the tips of her fingers just inside the slit. Sara's body spasmed in her arms from the stimulation. She probed deeper and rubbed the walls and roof of her love tunnel, marveling at the tightness of it. She found her clit and worked it over again and again, pinching and rubbing and pulling as the Sara thrust as much as she could to impale herself in the probing fingers inside her.

Pain shot through Sara's body at the thick fingers entered her. Her own fingers were a great deal smaller that of the cow and her insides had never been stretched so much, but the pain was gone before she knew it as unrivalled pleasure flowed through her. Her cunt was melting at the touch of this angelic cow as she brought her closer and closer to her climax. She felt a shudder run the length of her spine as her body convulsed with her oncoming orgasm. Then the hand on her breast left, followed by the tong. She wanted to protest but all she could manage were a few whines and whimpers. Then she felt her ass rising out of the water and the fingers in her cunt, oh god she didn't want them to go but they did. 'Not now' she thought as she wiggled her hips trying to tell the other she was in need. 'Oh, please not now, so close. I just might die if you stop-' but before the thought could finish in her head she screamed in shock and lust and desire as.

Mary felt the young cat was close; she could feel the walls closing around her and that delicious nectar seeping onto her fingers. She couldn't take this anymore; very gently she laid Sara back into the tub and moved to her feet. Her cries were almost sobs as she begged her in the only way she could. She grabbed her ass and lifted her hind end out of the water as her fingers slid out with an audible slurp to grasp the other cheek. Her hips squirmed and it brought a smile to Mary's lips 'not to worry little one, soon everything will be better' with that she bent her head and shot her tong into the dripping mound. The screaming moan that came out of Sara sent her own body melting as she moved one hand to her cunt and began to finger herself, mixing Sara's juices with her own. She plunged her tong deep and tasted her sweetness. Her lips sucked on her pussy trying to draw the fluid into her mouth as her tong slid over her clit again and again. She was close herself now too as her fingers worked faster and faster in time with her tong. Sara's hips bucked into her face as she exploded into her mouth with something between a moan and a meow. The heavenly liquid flowed over her lips into her mouth as she rolled it over her tong to savor the taste of her. As more and more poured into her she squeezed her clit and came as well, her own juices seeped onto her hand and pooled onto the floor. Her cheeks were full of Sara's love nectar and she only swallowed a small amount. Her mouth came away and she set Sara back into the water, moving back up to her and placed her lips to Sara's.

Stars exploded in Sara's eyes and her climax struck hard and fast. The tong was like a fat slimy slice of heaven in her cunt, and the lips there that continued to pull her fluids out of her. Her ears perked as a squirting sound and the heavy and familiar smell of the cow's juices filled her nose again. It made the feeling of her body just that much better knowing that the other had also taken pleasure from it. The mouth left her twitching pussy and lowered her back down. She gasped as cold water seeped into her now gaping cunt. Then the lips were back at hers and she gladly opened her mouth and took the tong along with a great deal of her own juice into her mouth.

They savored the taste of each other as Sara swallowed her own cream. Then her body went limp and her head leaned back. She had passed out from the ordeal and it brought a warm feeling to Mary to know that she could now rest in comfort.

In the morning Sara awoke in a soft bed, wrapped in thick blanket. Something large and warm was next to her and she rolled over to find a female cow lying in the bed next to her. It was then that all that had happened the other day came back to her. The cow opened her eyes and gazed lovingly into Sara's.

"Good morning hon." she said sweetly "did you sleep well? Your fever finally broke yesterday, you have been asleep for almost a whole day."

Sara looked deep into those big brown eyes, she moved closed and kissed her lovingly, and was pleased to have the kissed returned in full. When they parted she said "I've never slept so good in my whole life. I don't know exactly who you are but my heart tells me all I need to know for now." she kissed Mary again, wrapping her arms around her and holding her close.

Mary explained about the snake and how Arthur had left her in her care. Sara listened as she ate and drank the first real meal in a long time. She loved Arthur, and always would. But it was this sweet and heavenly bovine who she was in love with. Arthur would never return her feelings, and now that was all right, because now Mary was here and everything would be ok.