All my weeks of planning were finally coming together. I proceeded into the garden letting the sweet smell of incense consume me. It was intoxicating. I knew what I was doing although I think I may have not been too smart about it.
I knew already, from her confession that she had more than a passing interest in Kyros and so I pretended to be him. It was no small effort to get his clothing, but it was nothing short of an amazing feat that she read the note and actually waited for me in the small garden at midnight.
She saw me arrive and thanks to a hood I was able to conceal my face. I instructed her to turn around and placed a blindfold on her eyes. It was then I realized how much she trusted Kyros. She was not nervous at all.
The next two hours, were bittersweet. Sweet in ways I can hardly explain. Bitter because, I know this will never happen again. But in the throes of passion, that hardly matters. The only thing you can think about is the here and now of physical pleasure.
What will happen now is unclear, but I have fulfilled my own longing.
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