Therkla was really starting to enjoy herself. All the power she possessed over this tribe and Elan simply because her hand was stuck up a puppets…up a puppet. She really could understand why Elan enjoyed this. She wanted to try it out some more, in more private circumstances. Maybe she would just “borrow” banjo for a few days.

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