"Wait, Heka can cry?!" I jolted, seeing the amazon standing beside me crying her eyes out, one hand still half-raised as if I could somehow stop the tears by catching them in mid-air. "I mean, what's going on, Heka?"
"Haha, relax, Benjamin," Erica skipped over towards Heka's side and patted her back softly, the motion steady and familiar, the same way she would settle a restless animal. "She's just overwhelmed by this first feeling of her life."
"First feeling…?" I pondered aloud, the words leaving my mouth slowly.
She didn't cry when we first had sex, so what could be so powerful as to make this hardcore masochist cry?
The question sat in my mind while I stared at the wet tracks on Heka's face and the fine tremor that had started in her shoulders.
"You see… Heka, with some help from me, of course, prepared the dish you just ate. She's simply glad it was to your liking."
Just then, Heka lunged at me and wrapped her arms on my neck.
