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Master and submissive

The crystalline blue lake sparkles in the early autumn sun. The surface of the water is so still that the reflections of the pine trees around it are nearly mirror prefect. A house nestles on the side of the mountain overlooking this quintessential picture of serenity. A wide veranda winds around the house that juts out from the craggy slope — it is mindful of a magnificent ship sailing straight out of the rock. Mari and Rose lounge on the veranda, sipping iced tea. Their glasses and the pitchers they drink from are color coded....

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