WARNING: Sexual Content
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The following morning Ada heard her front door and Emma’s familiar footsteps. Except they sounded different. An anxious, frantic Emma showed up in the kitchen seconds later.
“I am so sorry; this is the worst time for this to happen. I don’t want to leave, but I don’t know what else to do. I am sorry, Ada... I found my mate.” She was almost crying.
This was unlike Emma; she wasn’t a woman to cry. Ada brought her to a couch in the living. After holding Ada’s hands and taking a few deep breaths, Emma continued much calmer now.
“I found my mate during the Wine festival after you left. Like you might have expected, she is a she…” Emma looked down and whispered, “She is wonderful.”
Ada knew Emma had been with females and males so she always wondered which gender her mate would be. She was immensely happy for her friend. Not friend, her sister. Ada loved Emma probably more than any female in
