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Rose watched as Juleka continued to sleep.

She looked so peaceful when she was asleep, her pretty little mouth making funny little shapes, her purple streak falling loosely across her face, her chest rising and falling.

Rose knew that she really shouldn't be looking. Juleka was her friend and Rose had a wonderful boyfriend in Prince Ali. She shouldn't be looking at her friend and thinking these thoughts. Thought like how much she would like to kiss Juleka's pretty little mouth and how much she would very much like to hold her in her arms as they passionately kissed. She should not be thinking how much she very much wanted to feel her friend's body against her or how beautiful she would look at their non-existent wedding.

She certainly should not be thinking of all the…exotic dreams she was having about Juleka, the kind that lead her to waking both aroused and breathless.

But as she watched her friend sleep, her mind did just that.