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Touched By Fire 2
Chapter 1
 For ever, day by day, is there a choice to be madeby each soul. One may lead to happiness, joy; theother to confusion, to disturbing forces, to evil . . .
(Edgar Cayce Reading 1538-1)
Sex.
 
 Desire
, fueled by lust and pheromones.They coiled through the atmosphere of theRed Lion Pub, edged by forced gaiety, quietdesperation, drunkenness, and cigarettesmoke. It was relatively early in the evening— six oclockbut happy hour was in fullswing, and the bar was packed with business professionals eager to celebrate the arrival of Friday night.
 
Touched By Fire 3
Some simply wanted to unwind from theweek; somethe extrovertsto rechargetheir psyches. But many, like Marla’s friendRebecca, wanted to roll the dice on the possibility of finding someone to scratch asensual itch, to stave off the loneliness, andmaybe extend that companionship through theweekend, or even longer.Marla was:
 D)None of the above
, but shewas also Rebecca’s ride home, and had beenunable to refuse her request for a happy hour stop. Rebecca was lonely and searching for amasculine fix, and it wasn’t Marla’s place to point out that no one could make you happy;that particular commodity had to come fromwithin.Like Marla was the poster girl for goodmental health. She had her own personaldemons, but at least she understood the sourceand was working on it. She should be able to pick up men in bars in, say . . . ten years or so.With a sigh, she surveyed the smoky room.She wasn’t surprised that Rebecca, a Brit, hadchosen a pub for her trolling. The Red Lion
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Oh dear. Chick Book. Break out the chocolates and tissues, girls.

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