She's read the leaves, consulted the oracles. All showed their smiling favor.

Body carefully cleansed, dressed in yellow silks, she begins her rite.

She kneels before their images, gown and legs spread wide, body intently awakened. With whispered pleas, she lifts the ancient phallus and nuzzles in the bulbous tip.

With the first thrust, she envisions her own conception, her mother taking his seed. The next, her mother's making with his release. Each thrust, another link.

In her climax, they answer as one. Soon he will find her and fill her belly.

A daughter of her own. Their chain unbroken.