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Forever series. A Sapphic Novel, Book 1, "Your my last," Chapter 4 by Asya Kaya.

  Forever series.  Book 1, by  Asya Kaya. Chapter 4. The van came down the winding road to Sam’s home just after eleven and Sam was dressed in long blue shorts, a yellow blouse and a black baseball cap that had the Australian flag in black on the front of it, she walked out to the van and steeped inside and Chloe greeted her and said. “I love your cap Sammy.” “ I bought it before I left Sydney, this is my first time to wear it.” “ I love it, can I have it please, let’s swap, Jenny get out one of the new Zoir caps out of the bag and give it to Sammy.” Jenny reached into the bag and pulled out a Zoir cap and handed it to Sam and Sam gave Chloe her cap, Chloe took off her Zoir cap and put on Sam’s cap and smiled at Sam and said. “Sammy, I will wear your cap everywhere I go, I love it.” Sam smiled and thought to herself that’s funny and said. “I am glad you like it.” It didn’t take them long to get to the picnic spot and the girls began to set out the picnic on a small...

Forever series. A Sapphic Novel. Book 1, "Your my last." Chapter 3, by Asya Kaya.

  Forever series.  Book 1by  Asya Kaya. Chapter 3 Chapter 3. Two months later. Sam was settled into her new home and studio, Nelly’s husband had delivered all the art supplies Sam had ordered online and she was surprised at how reasonable the prices were. She had worked hard over the past two months and had completed a number of large works. Sam liked to work on bigger pieces, though she had decided not to go any larger than two meters by two meters and to do smaller pieces, it would be a challenge to go smaller, but Sam was up for it. A habit Sam had developed here, was to walk to the lake about fifteen minutes away and sketch, she loved the peace in the early morning she felt at the lake, it helped her to create, she would use pencils, watercolours and oil pastels to create wonderful dreamy patterns, making marks and shapes, she always got lost in the flow. Sam was sitting on the warm ground, doing her patterns and mark making and she didn’t notice that someone...