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Raspberry’s voice.
    What’s going on? I don’t even know this girl. Why does she affect me like this?
    Regardless, Felicia couldn’t ignore the feelings that were sweeping over her. It was torture, listening to the Pixie, not able to touch her, not able to comfort her. “I don’t understand,” she said, trying to sound calm. “Who are you? Why did you want to see me?”
    There was a long silence, broken only by the sounds of the Pixie’s soft, uneven breathing. Then she said, barely loud enough for Felicia to hear, “I am your Key.”
    “What?” Her own voice sounded like a shout in contrast with the Pixie’s.
    “The final Door that we need to open—”
    “A Door?” Felicia interrupted. “Winter… she mentioned a Door.”
    “Yes,” Raspberry said. “She is looking for the First Door. It won’t be that difficult to open, and neither will the Second. The Third one…”
    “The Third Door—that’s the last one?”
    “Yes, and we—if everything goes perfectly—are the only ones that can open it.”
    “Because… you are the Key?”
    “No, I am your Key. You are the only one that can… use me.”
    Use her. She imagined the pink-haired Pixie, eyes closed, mouth open, and a gasp of pleasure escaping from her lips. She tried to push that image out of her mind. “Wait. If I’m supposed to use you, then why am I not allowed to see you?”
    “I can only be your Key once. The first time that you–” and she paused, as if trying to avoid the word ‘use’. “The first time that you make me come will be the only time that will open the door.”
    Felicia wasn’t really surprised. Make her come. All Pixie trails lead there. Yet she understood. “You think that if I see you, I won’t be able to resist you.”
    “ Can you resist me?”
    The answer to that was clear. “No.”
    Raspberry laughed. “Even if you could resist, do you really think you could stop me from wrapping my legs around your head?” Then her voice took a more serious tone. “I thought I would be able to look at you, just once. I really thought that would be enough.”
    “Someone should have warned you,” Felicia said. “I’m irresistible.”
    “Ariel did tell me. I didn’t believe her.”
    Felicia suddenly remembered Ariel. “The Goddess, she’s here, isn’t she?”
    “Yes. She’s quite angry with me.”
    “She told you to see me? I mean, meet with me?”
    “Yes.”
    “Why?”
    “She wants me to make you forget.”
    “Forget? You?” Felicia’s mind balked at the thought. “Is that even possible?”
    “Yes, but…”
    “But?”
    Raspberry hesitated. “I want you to remember,” she said, sounding embarrassed, “that these are Ariel’s words, not mine.”
    “Okay.”
    “She said your need for me was too strong, that it would be impossible to make you forget me.”
    “Unless…”
    “She said we need to break things a bit more so she can put them together again.”
    “Which means…”
    Raspberry said nothing.
    Then Felicia felt the light touch of a hand on her breast. Not through the fabric of her chemise, but directly on her skin. Her knees buckled. “I thought…”
    “You can’t touch me,” Raspberry explained, “but I can touch you.”
     
     
     

Five
     
    FELICIA FELL to her knees. The floor had a soft carpet, but the impact still hurt. Not enough to matter though. Her fall had broken contact with Raspberry, but in a moment something touched the top of her breast again, brushed along her skin and curved underneath. She breathed in sharply. Somehow, until this moment she hadn’t even realized that she was aroused, but now she felt as if her body had been quivering in anticipation for hours, begging to be touched.
    Then Raspberry found her nipple and squeezed. Felicia cried out and almost pulled away. The Pixie’s touch was gentle, yet somehow too intense to bear. Felicia tried to remain motionless and let the sensation wash over her.
    “You sound beautiful,” Raspberry said. She gave