02. Scent

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Years later, when she was alone, Glinda would remember the smell of the oil she used to clean herself with. It was coconut, light and sweet that seemed so exotic with her lime-green skin.

She would remember the smell of the sheets covered in her own scent mingled with hers the first night they made love. Heady and strong, it made her swoon into those strong arms.

She would always remember the scent of her raven-black hair, delicate and lingering.

And it was those smells that haunted her dreams, and made her wake sweaty and breathless.

Breathe.

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3/19/2006 5:12 PM