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What a Man What a Man prt 1

I’d just gotten off work and was about to be on my way home. That day was horrible. I didn’t make anything in tips. I went to walk out the door so I could head home and it was FREEZING outside. I hate the cold! So I ran to my car and hoped in out of the cold winter air. I hurried to crank it, praying the faster I crank the warmer it would magically be. *chh chhh chh chhh* Dam car wouldn’t start! What the hell!! Not again! I already know I’m too tired for this so I decided not to even try to see what was wrong. I called my boyfriend and asked him to come get me. He told me to try it again real quick and see if it worked…I did and it crunk up. *sigh* He said, “Good. Now hurry up and get home. I have a surprise for you that I’m sure you’re gonna love.” I could hear him smiling through the phone which made me smile. What is it, I wondered. I got excited so I rushed home as fast as I could. I pulled up to the house and hesitated to get out because of the cold…yet I was longing to know what it is this man of mine so had in store.
I jumped out of the car and ran for the door…trying my best to ignore the cold chills running down my neck and spine despite the million layers of clothes I had on. I fumbled for my key to the door when all of a sudden it opened. I stepped on inside slightly confused yet more glad than anything. All of a sudden I felt his soft yet masculan hands over my eyes. He told me to simply trust him and walk and not open my eyes. I did as I was told anxious beyond belief. He steered me to the side of the living room and told me to keep my eyes closed. He reached for a scarf and tied it over my eyes to make sure I didnt peek. Once he’d made sure I couldn’t see he took my jacket and purse and set them down. Then he sat me down on the couch and took off my shoes. I hadn’t realized until then that my toes were almost frozen. He slid my shoes and socks off my feet and I felt a sensation I hadn’t felt in a while…he began rubbing my feet. I lay my head back and let out a slight moan beneath the beautiful feeling of him massaging and warming my feet and calves. Once my feet were warmed up a bit, he pulled me up from the couch and kissed me. I asked if I could take the blind fold off yet but he said it wasn’t time just yet. He guided me to the back and slid me into the bathroom. I’d thought I’d smelled and aroma of relaxation while I was on the couch that I thought was simply my senses going haywire from this wonderful attention, but now I knew what it was. There were candles lit in the bathroom. I took a deep breath and felt myself relax just a bit more. He began to slowly take off the rest of my clothing starting with my shirt and pants then my bra and panties. I thought to myself for a second, why is he stripping me down in the bathroom but won’t let me take off my blindfold? He guided me closer to the tub and lifted me and set me in the warm water. It felt like silk passing over my skin and then I realized there was something in the water with me. A bunch of somethings actually. They were small and floating and felt so good against my skin. I began to sink back into the water. My eyes rolling slightly from the beauty of it all then I heard him get in with me.
That giant tub had never looked more beautiful to me than it did that night even though I couldn’t see it. Just the sent of the candles and the silky smooth feeling and warmth of the water were so perfect I couldn’t think of anything better than this moment in my life. He sat me up and moved behind me whispering sweetly in my ear, “Do you like it?” I couldn’t even muster a word. His voice sounded so angelic at that moment my heart began to melt along with the rest of my body. He touched my shoulders and began massaging them with such care and gentleness…all I could do was shake my head to let him know I was blissfully happy and feel my eyes begin to roll back again as I let out another quite satisfied moan. I felt his member liven behind me and I knew he was getting almost as much pleasure out of all this as I was. Then he stood up and stepped out of the tub. I couldn’t move. My body was so relaxed at that moment it refused to listen to my brain. As I began to get back to the point of having at least some control of my body, he reached in and lifted me out of the tub. I was still blindfolded but I could tell he was smiling that sexy little grin of his in amusement at my inabilty to speak or move simply from his touch.
He dried me off some and leaned down into my ear again and said in that same sweet, deep, angelic voice, “I have another surprise for you.” I smiled and stood there so proud and relaxed. I didn’t think there could be anything else he could possibly so to make me happy but I was so wrong.
He guided me to the bedroom and sat me down in our big round ‘curl up’ chair. I was still naked and as far as I knew so was he. He moved behind me and reached for the scarf. As he untied it he told me to open my eyes. I did and the sight that I saw almost brought tears to my eyes. There were candles everywhere, flower pedals all over the floor, bed and pillows. I imediately knew what it had been I’d felt floating in the tub with us. I looked up at him and his beautifully crafted body. Muscles simply pouring from his body in every directions. I was suddenly more hot than I’d ever felt before. Chills flooded over my body again, only these weren’t cold chills. They were chills of desire. I pulled myself from the chair and into his arms. He’d done all this just for me. I felt so alive and revitalized and beautiful at that moment I wrapped my arms around that man like I’d never done any man before. I pulled him in close and kissed him with more passion than I’d ever felt before. He lifted me from the floor and wrapped my legs around his waist. I thought again about how beautiful he was to me and was wet and drippin in a split second.

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Webcam Boys Chapter 8

The day after his harrowing escape from John’s father, William gets a peculiar invitation. What is behind the mask of coolness that Peter McMahon wears?

Earth: Tentacle Breeding Ground – Chapter 5

Due to the publication algorithm automatically rejecting my stories due to using the world “child” or “children”, I had to purposefully misspell them. These words are simply a part of a character’s diction and no minors are involved in this story. Thanks for understanding!

The Shifts of Mike

‘Man that was intense’ I said to myself as I woke covered in sweat. Slowly consciousness crept into my sleep addled brain as I recalled the events of my slumber. It was her again, the short raven haired beauty that I had been lusting after in my dreams for weeks now, her name is Jamie, she is also my younger sister. Pulling the covers back I swung my legs off the bed and reached down to throw on a pair of boxers for the ritual morning trip to the bathroom.
As the shower was warming up I leaned over the sink just staring at myself in the mirror. That’s when I first noticed it, my eyes were green not their normal blue. As I stared in shock wondering what could have happened I watched as they turned back into the blue I have always known. Figuring it was still sleep fogging my brain I shook it off and dropped my boxers to the floor as I stepped into the shower. I stepped under the water feeling it was over me wishing I was anyone but me. Don’t get me wrong, I lived in a nice house with a great set of parents and my sister Jamie. I did pretty good in school, had friends and a fairly healthy social life, but it was how I looked I couldn’t stand. I was your typical run of the mill nothing special. At 5’9” 170 lbs I was just shy of being actually noticeable.
This is where my recent obsession has come in. Unlike me my younger sister Jamie got a double helping of looks. Just a month shy of turning 16 she stands a short 5’2” about 100 pounds even , long straight black hair that reaches halfway down her back. Her breasts as I found out later were a C cup and had been for about the last year now. Her stomach and legs were tight and toned from hours of cheerleading practice. Basically she was a vision of pure beauty, and the only girl that actually paid me any attention. Ever since it got hot enough to tan and I saw her in her new bikini this year I have barely been able to contain myself around her. Constantly excusing myself to go jerk off to her or sneaking around trying to get glimpses of her.
Even now in the shower as my dream comes back to me I feel my cock start to rise. Not wanting to waste a good erection and wanting to relive that dream I shut my eyes as my hand starts slowly stroking myself to full hardness. I go back to the dream, Julie underneath me, her legs folded up as I piston my cock into her hard and fast. I hear her moans telling me how big I am when I realize that in the dream its not really me fucking her, its me but a lot more muscled and with a bigger cock. As I think about watching myself enter my sister over and over again something feels different to me. I open my eyes and look down at myself and instead of the usual 5 inch skinny dick I see my hand wrapped around a 9 inch long 2 inch thick piece of meat jutting out from my body. My eyes widen in disbelief as my cock and my forearm are now the same size. Stuck in shock I hurriedly finish up my shower grab a towel and run back to my room.
Sitting on the edge of the bed thoughts of insanity run through my mind. Something is going on and I need to know what. With a deep breath I open my towel revealing the same small dick I’ve grown used to over the years. Now I’m lost. I must be losing my mind. Knowing what I saw and felt was real I decided to try and figure out what could possibly be going on. Since it was hard when I saw the difference maybe I had to be hard again to see the change. Being in such an excited state from two denied orgasms it was relatively easy to bring myself back to full hardness despite the nervousness of the situation. As my cock grew I was filled with excitement hoping for the best but after a few moments my cock was rigid and only the 5 inches I knew. Feeling slightly defeated I thought back to what was different and besides the obvious of not being in the shower anymore the only thing different was that at the time I was imagining myself with that same hard beast I had plowing into my sister. That scene coming back into my mind I started wanting that cock again. I started imagining it on my body jutting out. I looked down taking in my small cock wishing it to grow and before my eyes it started to. Slowly it gained in length and girth until I was back to being massive.
Over come with happiness at the possibilities for me now I stroked hard and fast while keeping my sister in my head. My orgasm was swift and powerful, as it hit rope after rope of cum shot out from my tip coating my chest in cum. As I squeezed the last of my cum out I fell back onto the bed in a daze and slipped into unconsciousness.
Waking back up for the second time that day I found myself in ridiculously high spirits. Who wouldn’t be?? I can change anything I want to physically about myself. Or at least maybe anything. I had to know my limits with this. Looking down at myself I needed to get cleaned up. Seeing what time it was I knew my sister had already left for practice and she wouldn’t be back until late that night, I didn’t even bother getting dressed. I went back to the bathroom and wet a washcloth to wipe myself down from the earlier orgasm.
While wiping myself down I looked into the mirror and started to play around. I started with my eye color again changing it from one color to the next finally deciding on brown. I then moved to my nose and just for shits and giggles I made it long and pointy like Pinocchio. Finally cleaned up I left my face the new way and walked back into my room closing my door. In my excitement I didn’t realize that my door didn’t completely shut. Now standing in front of my full length mirror I couldn’t help but laugh as I saw this ridiculous nose jutting out from my face.
Knowing that I basically had a do over at my disposal I started on becoming the way I always wanted to look. Adding a couple inches in height I was now 6 foot even. I set to work on my frame bulking me up a little bit and defining my muscles that would take months in a gym to achieve. Once happy with that I started on my face, not changing anything major just a little tweak here and there until I was happy. I enlarged my balls a little bit to match that of the destroyer now hanging limp between my legs. Once finished I memorized every inch of what I changed tweaking what needed it and leaving alone what was perfect. Taking a full look at myself I couldn’t have been happier. Looking like this there was no way girls would keep ignoring me. I would finally get laid.
Filing away what I wanted to look like I started playing around. Making myself fat and skinny, super tall and tiny like a midget. I added muscles and hair, took them away basically being absolutely ridiculous with my new found ability. Returning back to the new me I stood just admiring myself when all of a sudden it hit me. If I could change into anything why couldn’t I change into a chick. The thoughts of my possibilities started to excite me, bringing my impressive cock to life. I started off just seeing if I could do it. My chest losing its muscle as it started to expand out ending up with a pair of firm large breasts. Not being able to choose between the mirror and looking down I kept glancing back and forth as my hands came up to feel my first breast. My hands reaching their goal sent all the air out of my lungs and I fell back onto the bed slowly caressing my new toys. My nipples now even more sensitive began to harden under the movements of my hands. My cock was so hard it was actually beginning to hurt as I pinched down on my nipples causing an involuntary moan to escape my throat. Leaving one hand to play with my breasts I moved my other down and slowly began stroking my cock imagining it was my sisters breasts I was playing with. Getting so into it I started moaning her name which in turn brought me immediately to orgasm my cock exploding and sending my cum shooting out right onto my breasts.
As I lay there in my after glow I started picturing my sister in my head. I closed my eyes forming a complete picture of Jamie in my head. I pulled on every memory I had of her forming a complete image of her in my head. Keeping my eyes shut I imagined her and pushed that image of her onto my body. I could feel things moving and changing and when it all stopped with eyes still shut I stood up. Slowly I opened my eyes and staring back at me in the mirror was my sister.
So stunned at this, all I could do was stare as I turned around and bent over trying to see everything I could. Finally I let my hands do what my eyes were doing. I laid back on the bed closing my eyes and just ran my hands over every inch of my sisters body. Going straight to my breasts I started caressing and squeezing finally getting the prize I had been aching for. Under the ministrations of my fingers I could feel my nipples harden, moving down to them I gave them a pull when I felt a wet heat coming from between my legs. Going into very unknown territory I slid one hand down my stomach and in between my legs. I could immediately feel heat emanating from my folds. Gingerly I began exploring lightly playing with the area rubbing my fingers up and down coating them in the juice of my excitement. My breaths were now beginning to come in deeper and more ragged as my excitement grew finally resulting in a loud moan as my probing fingers found my clit.
Now feeling flushed and more turned on in a new way than I have even experienced I began to rub my fingers in circles over my clit, going faster and faster until I couldn’t even breathe. The only option my brain gave me was to keep rubbing. And that’s when it hit. My entire body being sent into spasms I twisted around as the most intense orgasm I have ever felt washed over me. With one final wave of ecstasy washing over me blackness edged in.

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The Importance of Sophie, Preface

The following is the preface for this series in ten parts (yes, ten). Since there are a great deal of characters and there may be large gaps between instalments (I’m not skilled at writing consistently), this story will serve as a somewhat convenient resource for refreshing your memory. (Check the end for physical descriptions of most of the characters)

Awakening pt. 5 (3)

I looked down into the valley towards the temple, surrounded by statues of naked gods and women. The sun shone through the clouds and the lone oak tree, which sat atop the hill I was on, swayed gently, leaves glittering in the sunlight.
“Going well?” a voice asked behind me,
“Not bad, well, pretty good, actually,” I said, smiling to myself. I sat down amid the roots of the tree and turned to face my mother, with the sun behind her, her body was framed with an almost angelic halo and her hair, which she’d made gold since I last saw her, flickered like tinsel on Christmas.
“Oh really?” she asked, smiling knowingly, “Do tell.” She sat beside me in the roots of the tree, the sun slowly crawling lower in the sky on its arcing path.
“Well, there’s Jess, whose now got a new girlfriend, the ex of the guy who was originally bullying her. There’s Hannah, who despite my demands, still remains a slut,” I smiled thinking ahead, “She’ll probably need another visit,” I added.
“What about you?” my mum asked, smiling kindly.
“What about me?” I replied, turning to face her a bit more.
“Have you seen anyone yet?”
I thought about it for a while, flicking through all the girls at school, I’d nearly reached the end of the list when I realised there might actually be someone.
“I dunno, maybe,” I said finally.
My mum just sat there smiling.
“Oh god yeah!” I cried after a minute, “How’s Emma?” I asked, feeling guilty I hadn’t thought about her in such a long time.
“Oh she’s fine,” my mum said brightly, “She’s really settling in well,” ever since, that fateful night when mum had bumped into my eating out my sister’s friend, and my sister’s lips wrapped around my cock, Emma had gone to live in my mum’s mansion type house, in Olympus.
“You can see her soon, if you want?” she said,
“Oh yeah please,” I nodded enthusiastically.
“Good,” my mum paused for at least two whole minutes, “She misses, you,” my mum said quietly, “Every night she asks if she can see you, this time I can say yes.”
We both sat in silence as a remembered my little sister, I hadn’t seen her for nearly three years, she’d be eleven by now.
“Oh that reminds me,” my mum said, sitting up. “You’re other powers, I forgot all about them!”
I sat expectantly,
“Right,” she started, “You already know about the ones I’ve already told you. You know, invisibility, teleportin’, the voice thing . . .” she let the sentence fade.
“The ones you don’t know are much, much cooler,” I grinned in anticipation.
“There’s a problem though,” she said, my grin didn’t so much as die as had a catastrophic stroke.
“In the same way you unlocked your original powers, you have to unlock new ones,” she paused, “By honouring me,”
“By shagging?” I asked,
“Yeah,” she said slowly, disliking my crude description.
“Like, for example,” she said straightening back up. “If you wanted to be able to converse with animals, you would have to honour in a specific way, let’s say, by masturbating in a certain position, or something like that,”
“Oh, right,” I mumbled, damn rituals! “Can I actually talk to animals?” I asked a little les glum.
“Yeah, I think so,” my mum said, “Anyway, next time, when I come talk you to see Emma I’ll show you another temple so you can get a few ideas.” I grinned,
“Yeah, that’d be good.”
“Good,” she repeated, “I’ll see you in a bit then,” she smiled. A second later I was stood in the middle of my room, hearing weird giggling noises next door.
I changed out of my school clothes and into some footy trackies and a Man U top. Stepping outside, I knocked quickly on Jess’s door and leaned inside.
“You two still at?” I asked smiling. Suffice to say, they were. Jess was lying on her bed, her boobs bouncing as she giggled, a bed sheet covering Becky, who was between Jess’s legs doing something I’m sure involved tongues.
“Oh my god!” exclaimed Becky who fell of the bed, sheets unravelling and leaving her naked on the floor.
“Hi Ry,” said Jess, un-fazed. Becky however, had scrabbled up some sheets and had made a desperate effort to wipe Jess’s Juices off of her face, and cover her naked body.
“Wh . . . What the . . . omg!” Becky managed,
“God,” I moaned, smiling, “Calm down,” I looked back towards Jess, “I’ve got football in half an hour, you wanna come?” Jess frowned for a second before nodding, slowly.
“Yeah, yeah okay, I’ll come,” she looked questioningly at Becky, still on the floor,
“Yeah okay whatever!” she cried, desperate for me to leave,
“Right okay then, half an hour, yeah?” I looked at Becky one last time before I shrugged to Jess and went downstairs.
By the time Jess and Becky had showered and dressed I was on seven hundred and sixty three kick-ups (yes . . . with my powers = P).
“You ready?” I asked, looking the girls up and down. They were both wearing jeans, and Becky had borrowed a top of Jess, they’d both grabbed two coat-like jackets from jess’s room and made their way downstairs.
“Yeah, were ready,” nodded Jess, Becky arm hooked around hers.
We walked to the astro-turf pitch we trained on, and on the way we talked about random stuff like which actors they thought were fit, and their favourite celebrities and other meaningless gossip.
When we got there, Jerrad probably the closest thing I thought of as a friend, called out to me,
“Hey, Ryan, You scored pretty good there mate!” he was grinning like a fool as he saw my face,
“She’s my best mate, you retard,” I laughed as his face dropped, “an’ that’s her friend,” I laughed as his joking melted off his face,
“Oh well,” I consoled him, “Unlucky there.” His face rose a bit and we headed off to the rest of the team and the manager, who everyone called the ‘Chief’.
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After the warm-up and we were three nil, down, (I try not to use my powers too much at football, I want to be good, but not a cheat.)
Jess laughed as Jarred, who was on the other team, slipped past me and a defender and slotted one right in the top-corner.
“Ryan you moob!” she laughed, “I could do better than that!” I looked at her for a second, and then at the chief,
“Hey, Chief, we’re a man down, can Jess play,” some of the other lads laughed at the thought of playing a girl, but the Chief just shrugged so I yelled to jess and soon she’d thrown of her coat and ran through the gate that led onto the astro-pitch.
“Bring it.” She said, grinning, as we kicked off.
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Soon after we were four three down and Becky had been invited by the Chief’s wife to sit in the car with a coffee so she was happy.
Two minutes later a played a cross through the air to the feet of Brad, one of our players, who then lobbed it into the box. To our entire amazement, Jess leapt in the air, spun, volleyed the ball in mid-air, and landed, spinning as the ball shook the netting behind.
All of us stood in a kind of stupor as we replayed in our heads what had just happened, before the Chief clapped his hands and had us finish.
Me and Jess laughed along with the rest of the team as we walked back to the Chief’s car. I got there and was taking to Jerrad when Jess came up and tapped me on the shoulder,
“Where’s Becky?” she asked, worried.”
“Dunno,” I shrugged and asked the Chief’s wife where Becky had gone, apparently she went to find a bin fifteen minutes ago, but then she’d been stopped by some lad, and they’d gone the second she looked again.
Jess looked at me, thinking the same thought ‘Tyler’.
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Fifteen minutes earlier.
“Thanks, Mrs Heath,” said Becky stepping out of the car, “I’m just gonna’ go find a bin.”
Becky stepped out and saw Jess slide tackle the ball away from someone almost twice the size of her and then hit the crossbar.
The carried on walking, not really watching anything in particular, when she bumped into someone.
“Oh my god, I’m sorry I didn’t –” she stopped as she saw Tyler in front of her.
“What, d’you want?” she asked, half afraid, half annoyed,
“You!” he growled, and the half afraid flooded her entirely,
“Wha-” Becky managed before he grabbed her with both hands, clamped on hand over her mouth and hauled her into a side-alley.
She tried to scream as his hand went between her legs but his other hand was still over her mouth.
As if sensing her intent, her pulled out a roll of tape and clamped her jaw shut.
Then, with his other hand freed, he tore the coat of her shoulders and attacked her shirt.
He ripped it in two in his violent grabbing and her large boobs flopped out got pressed against cold brickwork as he spun her around and bit off the clip of her bra.
He resistant her attempts to defend herself and grabbed her jeans pulling them too her knees, he pulled her frilly white panties (also borrowed off Jess ;D) down to her knees squeezed her shivering butt cheeks.
He got to his knees and ravaged her butt hole with his tongue, revelling in every movement she made to stop him, causing him yet more pleasure.
He stood after a minute and released his cock, seven inches long and easily two wide, he entered her from behind, pounding against her and grunting every time his balls slapped against her cheeks.
He felt the blood pumping around, and she clenched to try and keep him out, but it only heightened his pleasure. She writhed against him like a trapped snake but she struggled to move at all.
He groaned as he launched his seed deep into her arse. Her grunted again as he spun her around to face him and began playing with her tits.
He bit them hard and nibbled them so that squeals of pain escaped her mouth, even taped up.
He squeezed them as hard as he dared, and then, when his cock had re-filled itself he aimed his rod into her as-yet, un-penetrated-by-cock vagina.
He grunted as he ploughed back into her and her clenched muscles squeezed him. He violently licked her tits and she whimpered in fear, a fight having fled from her limp body as soon as he had rammed himself inside her.
The pleasure of finally taking her after so many un-fulfilled breams was beyond imagine. Every movement, be it the heartless attempts of defence or the pump of blood heightened his pleasure and he cummed deep inside her after only two minutes.
He re-dressed, her and himself, whispering in her ear, “
“There’s more where that came from!”
“FUCK IS THERE!!” someone roared in the entrance of the darkened alley, and rugby tackled him into the garbage cans behind him.
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I can’t remember what I yelled as I took out Tyler from the side, I just remember thinking ‘I’m gonna kill this bastard’.
I found myself kneeling on top of him and threw I punch at his face, I felt a satisfying ‘crunch’ follow my knuckles, and a launched another furious punch to the side of his head.
I was about to lay him a third before Jarred, who had seen me and Jess run off, grabbed my shoulders and with a grunt haul me off of him and step between us.
In my anger I shoved him aside and kicked the kneeling Tyler in the ribs, sending him crashing to the floor.
Some more hands grabbed both me and Tyler and hauled is out of the alley. I remember the chief yelling in Tyler’s ear that he’d never get over this!. And when I saw someone, brad, I think it was, tie Tyler up with his own tape I began to calm down.
I leant against the bonnet of the Chief’s car and answered the dumbass questions some copper was asking me. Soon enough Me, Becky and Jess had all lumped into the back of Chief’s car and were following the cop car in front.
all coments welcome as always, any advice whatever. also any ideas on ryan’s powers would be greatly appreciated, i got kinda stuck on that part =)
oh yeah, i nearly forgot, enjoy!

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Blindfold

Ok, I’ve noticed I have alot of spelling errors in my previous work. I did a little research to find out why, because I always use spell check. I like to give a shout out to the dick head named Danny Malone who has planted his custom virus in my computer. So if you know Danny, kick him in the balls. But seriously I do have to make a come back for all the poems he made shit. I really like this one, so here you go.

G R E E N EYE B U R N

This story is about a relationship that was referred to briefly in “The Secret Sandy”. It’s not really a sequel. Sandy was a one-nighter that occurred during this story.

Modern Mage Chapter 17

Sorry about the long wait to all of my readers. I have been distracted and unable to write with the proper inspiration and wanted to do the story justice for all of you and for my own personal pride. I don’t enjoy doing something unless I do it properly. I would hate to give you all a sub-standard story. I don’t know how much time will pass between chapters or when this particular storyline will come to an end, however I will try to keep everyone informed whenever possible. I think with the practice I’ve gotten here I may try to write that book about the Hidden War I mentioned in stories I’ve posted. I will have to change some of the concept of Magick and what the different creatures of the world can do as not to infringe on the copyrighted material that inspired this storyline. Keep the feedback and comments coming and let me know what you think. If you aren’t a member of the website, please sign up and feel free to message me via PM or on my profile page or post in the forum.
After leaving the existence late that evening I realized that I had a lot to accomplish as quickly as I could. First Sindee and I had to move the rest of our stuff into the new house and then assist Natalie with moving in. Second was the transfer of properties and bank accounts into my name from the ID I had used for the last five years. Third was to continue training Sindee in Magick to ensure her safety. Fourth I needed to set up training for weapons and hand to hand combat with as many of my new allies as I could to ensure their safety and abilities in the coming fights. Most importantly and concurrently with everything else that was going on was to plan the wedding with Sindee. I loved her too much to allow even a war to stop me from marrying her.
The next several months flew past quickly with everything going on. First was the moves, Natalie was ecstatic about moving into the house and threw a large party which of course we had to attend. Natalie was like family to Sindee and as such I took to her quickly as well. While we had to hide our secrets from her we were able to enjoy the time we spent relaxing with her. Nat treated me like family which it had been five years since anyone treated me as such, especially my own father and brother. After the party Natalie and Sindee started the wedding plans in earnest, including me when choices need to be my input such as guest list, colors and food but otherwise left me out of it. I didn’t mind at all as I loved Sindee and wanted the wedding to be special for her. Planning that kind of ceremony and celebration were skills I didn’t have. It didn’t take long to get some of the details settles. We had decided to have the Ceremony on the last week of January as it would allow time to get everything ready and allow all those coming to arrive. Arthur offered the Existence as a reception hall and Guido offered to prepare the menu. After eating there Sindee jumped on the offer and the reception was taking care of with the only remaining details to discuss were the menu with Guido and provide the wedding colors and flower types to Arthur for decorating the club. We send the invitation’s out about two weeks after the planning started including to my Father and brother.
While all the wedding planning was being done I continued with Sindee’s training as a Mage. She was a fast study as evident from her career as a doctor and how well she took care of things. While she was a naturally gifted mage and took well to it she was not strong in the areas of Spirit and Matter Magick. She excelled in Life Magick however and could do things that I hadn’t the knowledge to do. I started to learn from her in Life Magicks as I taught her to manipulate reality in the other areas. I was even more impressed and amazed by her because once she realized that she could change her body however she wanted she had such self-confidence and awareness that she was as happy with her appearance and body that she wouldn’t change it. Sindee is the most amazing woman I had ever known and every day I fell more in love with her. She progressed quickly in most areas of her training and was more than capable of defending herself should the need arise.
I made all of the property and account changes over this time and contacted the allies I had gathered from around the world to update them on my contact information. From a few of the groups I asked them to send a few volunteers who could assist in training my allies here for what may be coming. I wasn’t looking to turn everyone into soldiers, just enable them to defend themselves and each other should it become necessary. Four people moved into the area near the new house and came around daily to train with anyone who was willing. I spent some of my time learning from them with everyone else that was interested. You may have noticed by now that while I am trained and can fight I am not the greatest at it so I spent a few months getting my ass kicked along with everyone else in order to learn to defend myself better. Everyone who intended to aid in fighting the war not just defending the node was required to train with firearms so no one got shot accidentally. I had heard Sam telling a story about JD at the Existence and didn’t want that to happen here.
Halloween came and went with a costume party at the Existence and I have to say a bunch of supernatural beings dressed for Halloween is an incredible sight. There were some who dressed as the clichéd version of what every category they fell into. There were a couple of Lugosi style vampires as well as a few who mocked Twilight with body glitter and yellow or red contact lenses. There were some Old Hag Wicked Witches and Glinda the Good Witch costumes, Warlocks and Wizards the like of Gandolf and Dumbledore types. The werewolf costumes made me laugh after having seen and met the real thing, then again most of the costumes were funny especially as they were being in most cases worn by the real deal. There were plenty of Fae costumes from the nightmare creatures to the winged fairies and pixies. The was no lack of the Sexy Witch, Vampire, schoolgirl or anything sexy really among the mix. It was a fun evening and I took everyone from the property into the bar for the party.
At Thanksgiving Sindee and I were joined by a large crowd at the house. She had invited Natalie over and a few others from the hospital were invited but they were spending the holiday with their family. Arthur arrived with Jaq as his date and Sam came along as well. Arthur and Jaq have been spending a lot of time together and I couldn’t be happier for either of them. Arthur was a very good man even if he didn’t believe it himself all the time and Jaq was such an amazing woman and made him smile despite all that her has to worry about in the world. Marcus and Kyra of course came together as they were growing very close. Marcus was an old man in a young body and Kyra’s influence has brought him around to acting his apparent age instead of his actual one and that could only be good for both of them. Talia and George showed up together as a couple, Sam had given him the night off from protecting Arthur and seemed happy that the lonely wolf was finding someone to spend time with. I think despite her gruff and distant seeming attitude she was the one that held their group together at its heart. Guido came over but we wouldn’t let him in the kitchen, no matter how great a chef he was. Sindee and I prepared dinner for everyone that came. There were about another dozen people there all told, some from the werewolf pack and the four volunteers who came to train my people. The evening was very nice as we all spent time learning about each other as people and not discussing any of our strange realities since there were a few uninitiated humans around.
The first week of December arrived and we started getting responses to the wedding invitations. While it didn’t surprise me, it bothered Sindee that responses from my father and brother were that neither of them would be attending. I sat and spoke with her regarding the situation.
“Why would they not attend the wedding?” Sindee asked with a look somewhere between angry and upset.
“I don’t know how to fully explain it but since the attack that took the rest of our family they and I haven’t gotten along. It could be survivor’s guilt for them or anger at me for failing to protect everyone. I know I did everything I could as a sixteen year old kid, but now after what happened with my trip through time I feel guilty because I know now I could have stopped it easily. I can’t blame them if they are angry anymore because I blame myself for not changing things even though I know I did what was right. I tried for the time I remained at home to rebuild the relationship I lost with them and have attempted to remain in contact since but as you’ve seen it has changed nothing….” I trailed off not knowing what else to say.
“I met you right after that happened and was amazed by what you attempted to do. You were a sixteen year old kid who stood up to what you thought was a killer and who turned out to be more dangerous then you could have ever imagined at that time. It doesn’t matter what else happened you succeeded in saving them.” Sindee stepped up and wrapped me in her arms. She tilted her head up to look me in the eyes before continuing, “As for being guilty about not changing the past when you had the chance, let us discuss that. You have told me that if you had you might not be a Mage now, is that correct?”
“Yes, but..,” I started but she put her fingers to my mouth to silence me.
“No interrupting or explanations, just answers for now. So there is the chance you may not have awakened at all. If you hadn’t awakened that night you would not be around to have made that trip back in time and would all of you would be dead including you correct?” She gave me an expectant stare.
“Probably yes” I replied, fighting the tears in my eyes.
“Even if you had stopped that night from happening you would most likely have disappeared from this timeline on that night if I understand Time Magick correctly from your explanations. You can elaborate a little on this answer,” she gave me a smirk as she finished that statement.
“When dealing with normal Time Magicks yes, I would most likely have ceased to exist on this timeline as I was because what created me now had been changed. However since my trip through time was the result of something other than Time Magick I may have continued to exist here as I did even if I changed the past.” I answered.
“If either of those two things occurred you would not have been in the hospital for me to help you. While I fell in love with you after seeing you again here in Las Vegas, my feeling for you started with the admiration I had for a kid standing up to a serial killer to defend his family. That would mean that we most likely would have never found each other. I know in my heart that I would not be happy never having known you. Your act inspired me to stay in medicine to help people over going into research like my parents; you awakened not just me to the greater truth of the world but also my heart into what true love is about. I wouldn’t trade that for anything and I hope you feel the same way and allow yourself to let go of the guilt. Do you believe in your heart that you made the right choice?”
I was stunned with what she told me. She says that I inspired her, but her words and love have done more for me than anyone else in my life. Sindee’s heart and love reminded me of the way my mother treated everyone and I knew now more than ever that she was irreplaceable to my heart. Wrapped my arms even tighter around her and stared into Sindee’s grey eyes, “Yes, I made the right choice, really the only choice as what happened made me who I am today.” Once I said that I felt the presence of four beings around us and shivered as I felt like four more people wrapped their arms around Sindee and I. Sindee shivered as she felt it as well. I used Mind and Spirit Magick to allow Sindee and I to see who was here with us. We saw my mother, both sisters and my brother wrapping their energy around us before fading and moving on. I won’t say my guilt disappeared because that would be a lie and I know I’d revisit it from time to time, but the burden seemed to be lessened.
Sindee smiled and me and that alone made the world seem a better place, “Then if they wish to avoid the wedding that’s fine. They may be your blood but that doesn’t make them family. You have created a real family with me, Nat, Marcus and Kyra, Talia and even Arthur and his people treat us all as part of their family.”
I had to admit that she was right as usual, I’m not sure if I’d ever come out right when we argued in the future but just being with her made it more than worth it. The month passed even faster with the Christmas shopping and decorating. We made the rounds on Christmas to all of our friends or they came to our house for dinner or drinks. While I had a large family as a child before losing them I had never had so many people as an extended family. I counted myself lucky in that regard as not only did I have the friends I’ve met since coming to Vegas some of the people I’ve met traveling around the world came to visit in the Holiday season. New Year’s Eve was on us in a blink and went to the Existence for the party night. During these months Sindee and Jaq had grown to be close friends which was no surprise as they were both incredibly strong women who worked in difficult careers. The wedding was coming up very fast and I had some additional shopping to do as Sindee decided she wanted Emerald Green as the color for the wedding. I had the Tuxedo already but had to get the right color accessories as well as pick up some items from the jeweler. Marcus was standing as my best man but Arthur was also going to be a groomsman. I purchased Emerald studded cufflinks and closures for myself and all the groomsmen and placed an order for Sindee. I had an earring, necklace and bracelet set made for her. The earrings were platinum with small diamonds surround an emerald. The Necklace was a single platinum chain with a teardrop cut emerald hanging at the front and the bracelet was also platinum with alternating diamonds and emeralds alternating settings. I knew these would be the something new for her to wear and would go with whatever gown she chose for the wedding. Sindee being very traditional when it comes to weddings would not let me see the dress before the ceremony. I planned for a trip to Hawaii for the honeymoon so that we could get away from the city and I could show her the property there. She had confided in me during one of many conversations that she had always wanted to go which was the reason I had chosen to buy it during the five years I needed to stay gone.
Sindee’s parent’s arrived back in Vegas three days before the wedding so we took them out to dinner and caught up with each other for the last several months. We had the Bachelor and Bachelorette parties two day before the wedding so there was no one that would be late or missing come time for the wedding. As much fun as was had at those parties I will not be discussing them for as everyone knows “what happens in Vegas, Stays in Vegas.” The day before the wedding, Sindee, her mother and Jaq as well as the other bridesmaids went to stay with Natalie in the house so they could get ready for the wedding and arrive from there while the men all stayed at our new place so we could all head out from there. The Ceremony was simple as neither Sindee nor I were overly religious. While it was a simple ceremony it was a large one as many of Sindee’s friends from work and her home came to the wedding and some of the people I met among my travels came too. In addition most of the staff regulars from the Existence that had become friends were here along with most of the pack of werewolves that were staying on or near our land. I never knew how many people I had met and befriended until we had most of them gathered into one room for the wedding. Sindee was wearing a white dress with emerald silk belt wrapped around the waist with the platinum and emerald jewelry I had Natalie give to her that morning. The dress was a simple and classic cut that just made it more perfect for her. When she started up the aisle all eyes were on her, no one’s more intently then mine. I’m sure I stopped breathing once I saw her as I was getting lightheaded until Marcus quickly jabbed me in the back with his finger and whispered into my ear, “Breath Andrew.”
I took a shallow breath and started to bring my racing heart under control and getting my lungs back into working order. I know I am biased but no matter how long my life is, I will never find a woman more beautiful than Sindee on any day let alone how breathtakingly gorgeous she was at on that day. Angels couldn’t compete with Sindee’s beauty as she was the Angel who possessed my mind, heart and soul. The ceremony was also a traditional affair as we spoke the vows as read to us, we had exchanged our own promises with Marcus, Kyra, Jaq and Arthur as witnesses a few days before so that we could speak openly about what we truly were and how that effected our future. While we spoke the traditional vows at the wedding we both held in our hearts and minds the promises we made to one another.
After the ceremony we went to the Existence for the reception and there were even more people there because some of them were unable to come to the ceremony itself. Some of the Vampires that we had come to know had stayed in the side rooms while the main areas were cleared and decorated in order that they could attend the reception and wish us well for the future. As many problems and run ins I had with vampires I have to admit that after coming to know some of them through the club; they aren’t all automatically evil. Many vampires simply wish to continue living and exist off of bagged blood and willing donors. Those that feed from the living don’t go around leaving a trail of dead bodies as they have no need to kill just to feed. The ones who do are usually dealt with by other vampires before they can get out of hand. I’m not saying that I trust them implicitly, just that if you follow a few simple rules you’re fine befriending some of them. All the denizens of the club knew to keep the conversations out of the supernatural as a few of the guest were sleepers and we all preferred it be kept that way for their sake. As the party wound down and everyone was ready to head out Arthur came over to walk us out to the waiting Limo at the door. As we were walking out he told he made arrangements for us to use his private aircraft for the flight to Hawaii and made arrangements for the tickets to be refunded from our reservations. It was one of his gifts to us and he would supply a few others when we returned as they were for use not leisure. Every one of the guest as well as most of the staff followed us out when we left to wish us well.
We flew out to Hawaii where the best week of my life was spent. No, I’m not referring to the sex, while it was amazing, what made the week the best of my life was seven whole days where it was just Sindee and I and not a worry beyond what we were going to do for the day. We didn’t do much sightseeing, after we landed at the executive airfield for private aircraft we went to the docks where I had a seaplane waiting so I could fly us out the home. I had arranged for food to be delivered and the house prepared right before our arrival. Once we landed and Sindee climbed down from the plane onto the dock, I picked her up and carried her up the dock, across the beach and into the house. It wasn’t a mansion or anything large. It was a single story home with an open living room, dining room and kitchen. There was a large master bedroom with windows all around with one of the walls being able to open entirely to the beach. The house was an hour or so away from the nearest town and there were no neighbors closer than a twenty minute drive. There was a gate set out at the road access so there would be no unexpected guests. While we did get out a few times over the week, we decided that we would have to come back for a real vacation when we could make the time. The week past entirely to quickly for both of us. I flew us back to the big island and we took Arthur’s jet back to Las Vegas.
So here it is February first and we were, back home in Vegas. We headed straight for the house to make sure everything was fine there. When we arrived the house was dark and quiet, it was barely seven in the evening but everyone may have just been out for the night. Sindee and I were dropped at the door and the driver followed us with the luggage. We opened the door to shouts of “Surprise” and “Welcome Home” from most of our close friends. It’s nice to be missed. It wasn’t a huge gathering, consisting of Arthur, Jaq, Marcus, Kyra, Sam, Talia, George and Natalie; our closest friends. The celebration was simple and consisted of around two hours of drinks and conversation about nothing more important that everyday life and how we enjoyed the time away.
The next morning things went back to the routine of training and working our respective jobs while planning how to fight a war without the world seeing it being fought. I went down into the sanctum placing myself dead center of where we created the node and sat down to meditate. I closed my eyes and just opened myself to the flow of Magick, not trying to direct it alter the flow. I had done this kind of meditation before and while it refreshes me either way, it has also given me some answers or warning about things. I had even done so near a node. I had never been near a node of this power before and never within the node itself. I wasn’t looking for anything specific, just letting the magick flow. Sometime the world reveals it’s secrets to those willing to be patient and listen instead of trying to force it. I felt the energy flow through my body and mind, through the connection to my avatar, into the portion of my mind where all the knowledge of magick that I knew lay.
I saw several possible futures, some that I would welcome and others that I would fight against to my last breath. None of these showed me how these things came to be. After the view of possible futures I felt the magick flow through my mind into the memory centers of my brain, those associated with emotions. I felt as though the primal energy itself or maybe my Avatar we examining my mind and memories to understand what shaped me into what I am. I relived the night my family died from both perspectives; I went through the loss of my father and brother as they withdrew from me. I felt the loss of home in my heart as a prepared to leave the pain of the loss behind me. I lived through the loneliness I felt when I first started traveling and learning from those I met. I went through every negative experience reliving and reviewing every choice I made. After going through all of that again I started to experience growing up in my close family. I remembered being told that I was going to be a big brother and how that made me want to protect my new sister from anything that could harm her. I remembered every holiday, birthday and family event right up to my sixteenth birthday and the start of our trip. I saw how much fun we had on the trip, spending time with one another and reliving the memories of that last day together. From there it moved to meeting Sindee for the first time and the teenage crush I had on the woman who took care of me after such a horrid experience. How meeting her and feeling that way led me to realize that while I couldn’t change what I happened at the time I could move on and make my life better. There was no option of withdrawing from the world if I were live up to the examples set by those I lost that fateful night, nor by the example Sindee had set in caring for people as a doctor. I relived my travels, meeting new people, finding out what I was and what happened to me that night. I remembered fondly the friends I made in the places where I stayed for a few months. My heart soared when my memories moved to meeting Sindee once again the first night I arrived in Vegas, realizing now that at that moment I knew I could easily love this woman and that my heart wasn’t destroyed when I lost most of my family. How in the short time that I’d known her here, how quickly those feeling grew into love as I learned more about her and the person she made herself into. I felt another connection form from my Avatar connecting it to something else. I let my mind follow the flow of the magick until I found the other end of the connection and realized that it sought out Sindee and her Avatar binding together in a way I had never heard of before.
When all of this passed I continued to sit and let the Magick flow though me more. When I couldn’t take sitting in the flow of energy any longer I stood to step outside of the circle where we formed the node. I turned to face the stairs and saw Sindee standing there. I walked over to her and wrapped her into my arms, holding her tightly. I felt her heartbeat as we stood together both of our hearts started to calm and then to beat in sync with the other. We had been joined by promises made to one another, by the emotions we shared for each other and now by Magick itself.
I now felt like I would be able to handle this war to come. I knew I had the people and the skills; I’d made plans and set them in motion to allow this world to be defended. What I didn’t know was if I had the strength or character and willpower to stand before whatever was coming and stop it. I knew that I said I could do it, but now after reliving what made me who I am, I now believed that I could follow through on what I said.
Things had been too quiet for too long and I suspected that the other shoe was going to drop at any time now. I was thankful for the time we had as it allowed me to accomplish what I needed to do for Sindee and myself. It also allowed me to recruit and train some allies for what was to come. Sindee and I went upstairs after standing there in our embrace for several minutes at least. She went into the kitchen to make breakfast while I took a quick walk outside for air. I had barely stepped out the front door before I spotted the man standing in my driveway ten feet away. He stood a little below six feet, around 5’10 or so, his build was broad shouldered but athletically built. I couldn’t see his eyes behind the sunglasses he was wearing. He was wearing a pair of hiking boots, blue jeans and a flannel shirt. He could have been anyone friendly except for two things. He wore a look of aggression and contempt for me and he was holding a sword unsheathed with the point toward me. He stepped toward me as he raised the sword over his head. I wore a smug expression as he closed the distance between us as a sword was no threat to me. I tapped into the magick, using Forces and Matter to shatter the blade and sent the effect to the sword. I felt the power flow and hit the blade, expecting it to shatter I was shocked when I felt the spell simply fail. I sure my smug look vanished as dove past him on the off side to keep him from bring the blade down on me. As I rolled away to avoid him, I sent sensory magick from all nine spheres at the sword. My heart sunk as soon as the sensory magick failed. There was only one thing that could stop Magick that easily. The sword was made with Primium, a metal so rare that the sword he held was priceless and able to stop almost any spell I could throw at it or him without killing myself in the backlash. I was in trouble.
I scanned the area visually to see if there were any other threats, or possible witnesses in the area. While I would be unable to cast magick at my assailant, I could do a lot to help myself. Witnesses would be an issue because if I started doing things that went too far beyond what the mind can accept I’d be risking backlashes and death. I also wanted to ensure that neither he had help nor those under my protection were in any more danger than they already were just by this man being here. Seeing there was no one else in the area I focused on my opponent. His sword was modeled after a classic broadsword and he used a two handed fighting style. I could also see he was well armed with other weapons but as I couldn’t even get a sensory spell near him, I was unable to tell what else he may have had hidden under the jacket. I looked him in the eyes, seeing the cold detachment of a trained killer. This was not going to be a fun encounter and I was sure neither of us would leave unharmed and figured one of us wouldn’t walk away at all. I wasn’t sure I would be the one walking away either.
I was the first to break the silence between us, “What do you want here?”
“Your head,” he replied evenly.
“I’m sorry to disappoint you, but it won’t be that easy. Walk away, leave me and my friends alone and I’ll do the same for you. I don’t want you dead and you don’t want to die,” I stated in my normal tone. I kept my voice level and my gaze fixed on his to show that I was willing to let this end but if he pushed I would fight all the harder.
“I’ve been threatened by and then killed better than you, why would I walk away now?” He looked smug as if he had this fight already won.
“Make your choice and let’s get this over with,” I replied as I was tired of the conversation. I also wanted to get this done before anyone stumbled into this mess with me.
He started to close the distance between us while he raised the sword. I used Life Magick to push my body to the limits of agility, speed and strength as I dodged to the side, stepping past him. I backed away again giving me time to react. As fast as I now was at the limits of the human body, he was almost as fast. This man was trained to hunt and kill things that no one should even know existed. This man was a Hunter. I had heard of and seen hunters on the past. Most of those I’d seen were vampire hunters. I had never met a witch hunter before and hoped never to do so. His being here, after me specifically made the situation worse than it was in the first place.
He closed again, swinging the sword from the side just above waist height. I dropped to a crouch under the swing, spinning to turn it into a foot sweep. I felt a brief contact as my leg passed where he should have been. When I complete the spin I rolled out to my left side to ensure I wasn’t going to get hit with the blade by making a target of myself. I rose to my feet and looked for him again. He was just standing up himself, about ten feet from where I tried to sweep his legs. Great, I was dealing with not just a trained killer, but an acrobat as well. This was starting out to be a hell of a day.
“Why are you here?” I asked.
“I’m here to kill you, I figured that was obvious by now,” he smiled evilly as he replied.
“That part was obvious jack ass. What I want to know is the reason you chose to try and kill me,” I was trying to buy time to think as well as being curious as to why he specifically chose me, let alone knew enough about me to bring a primium weapon to block magick. “I’ve never done anything to harm you or yours that I know of, so why am I your target?”
“Because you exist,” with that reply he started to close distance with me again. I backed away and circled, maintaining distance with him.
That was not the reply I wanted to hear. To date I have not been forced to kill a human. I have fought and killed vampires and their ghouls when I’ve needed to in order to defend myself or others. I have injured some humans in my own defense but never killed them. I didn’t want to start now, but this man was a killer and may not leave me a choice in the end. I hoped I could find another way.
An idea came to mind and I let him close with me again. This time when he was close enough to swing I stepped inside of the swords range giving a quick jab to his windpipe to stun him before bringing my knee up into his balls. Call it fighting dirty or a cheap shot if you want. I’d rather fight dirty than die honorably any day of the week. The attack gave me the benefit of a few extra seconds in order to start working on my plan. Using the strength gained when I used the life spell, I shoved him back away from me. While he climbed back to his feet, I knelt down and used Matter and Forces Magick to draw the material I would need out of the earth creating a pair of blunt metal bars about thirty inches long each for me to fight with.
When we closed with each other again, I focused on fighting defensively, hoping to wear him out after a short time. I still didn’t want to kill him. He may have been a hunter but he was still human and I wasn’t a murderer. The problem was he had no such compulsion about trying to kill me and the small wound he was getting through from time to time were not doing me any good. I was tiring faster than he was and being that close to the sword I couldn’t use magick to heal me. I fought to gain some distance from him so I could use the magick but couldn’t gain the ground I needed fighting defensively. I went on the offense trying to beat him back into a retreat so that he would open the distance I needed between us. I had no more luck with that tactic as he was well trained in the use of a broadsword. We kept going like this for what felt like an eternity but I knew could only have been ten or fifteen minutes when I heard the door to the house open to my right and I turned my head and body instinctively to put myself between her and my assailant. In that moment I gave him an opening he needed and felt the sword slice across my stomach drawing a line of excruciating pain behind as it passed.
“Andrew!!!!!!!!!!!!!!” Sindee screamed as she watched this happen. I could tell she was trying to reach for me with magick to heal me, but I was still too close to the sword.
I stepped back and started to twist sideways to come at my attacker on his open side since the sword was out of position, but his reflexes were quick as changed his grip on the blade allowing him to thrust it toward my chest. I felt the blade sink into to my side just below the rib cage. I knew I was most likely dead between the slice across my abdomen and now the stab into my organs. I was not going to let this man kill Sindee if it was the last thing I did before death took me. I moved forward, forcing the blade to sink deeper into my gut. I brought the metal spar in my right hand down upon this man’s wrists with bone shattering force causing him to release his hold on the sword in his hands. I also brought my left handed weapon around toward his neck with the intent of breaking it so he wouldn’t get up again. At the last second I felt something guide my arm and hand up enough that my weapon glanced off his head at an angle that delivered enough force to knock him unconscious without being fatal. I dropped to the ground beside this man staring at the morning sky. My vision grew dim, starting to fade to black on the edges as Sindee’s face appeared before me just before I lost consciousness.
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I was in that horrid reality where Las Vegas was once again decaying and destroyed, however thing were different. I could sense life around me, some plants, a few desert animals and even some pockets Humans. I could feel Magick within the city, not the emptiness of before. I walked through the city, covering distance faster than should have been possible. I came across the Existence. It was still there, more or less. It looked as though it were a fortress. The entire block around it was surrounded by an immense wall with sigils, runes and other symbols carved into the exterior. I could feel the magick that was keeping the decay away from it. I wondered if I was seeing the manifestation of the magick that protects the place or if this was added later my warnings to Arthur of what was to come in the future that I saw. I traveled through the city, some portions were overrun by things that shouldn’t be able to exist in this world were people no longer believed in the existence of such things. That disbelief should have cause reality to backlash and remove them from the world the moment people first saw them. If this was a change to my earlier vision, it was not for the better.
I continued to move through the city, walking in the open but not being seen by anything around me. I moved toward my home, to the node I created there to see what changes occurred near it. When I neared my home I fell to my knees unable to move further. The hose was gone, not a trace left of the building. Where the house had stood, there was no a sloped pit leading to the node we had created. At the center of the ring stood dark gate so black that it seemed to draw in the light from around it. I could feel a malevolent energy coming from within. I managed to get back to my feet and turn away from this horrific site. I touched the magick within me trying to find the connection between my Avatar and Sindee’s. I needed to find what became of her. The connection was not the wellspring of emotion that I felt that morning before going outside; it was a feeling of raw pain as though I was being skinned alive by the energy I was connected to. I fought my way through the pain as nothing would keep me from getting back to her.
I walked through the city again, going down the strip seeing the crumbling casino buildings as I passed them. I forced myself to follow the path this painful energy flowed from until I was in sight of the old Stratosphere tower. I walked into it, surprised that it had power while the rest of the city seemed dark. I took the elevator all the way to the observation level, feeling more and more pain and pressure as I went. When the doors opened I stepped out to see the enemy from my previous vision sitting on a stone throne at the top of the stairs. Beside him locked in a cage was Sindee, but she was no longer herself. I could still feel her Avatar standing over her, but she was no longer a Mage. Her connection to her Avatar was shredded; the life, light and emotion in her eyes were gone. He skin was even paler than ever. She had been turned into a Vampire and starved; being kept as an amusement for the Nephandi. On his other side, chained to the wall was the hunter who came for me. His body was covered in scars and wounds. There was almost no place on his body that wasn’t injured in some way. I could hear the Nephandi speaking to him, thanking him for removing his enemy and making it easier for him to bring about the destruction he’s wrought. While the words were kind, the tone was punishing and the look on my attackers face was one of profound despair. I could sense that he was human now that he no longer had the sword with him. I could feel that magick was used to keep him alive, not letting him age as he should have. Again this Nephandi was keeping a trophy of his own evil and malevolence. The Naphandi’s face was still hooded in shadow not allowing me to know who this man was if I ever found him.
I knew that there was something I had to do to change this, as well as I needed to do something to escape this vision or dream. I knew I had to fight if I was to live though the sword in my gut and keep this from happening. I walked over to the cage where Sindee was being held, stepping through the bars as though they weren’t there. I placed my hands on here. My left hand with the wedding band over her heart and my right were her Avatar connected to her. I drew in every scrap of power I could from outside of me and everything I had left within not holding back anything. I directed the flow into her heart and through both of our Avatars into her connection to them and me. I felt her heart begin to beat and blast of a violent awakening. I flew back across the room to hit the wall, feeling pain throughout my whole body and blood flow from my chest and abdomen right before I stopped seeing or feeling anything and passed out again.
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I woke in the basement on the cold concrete floor in the center of the circle where the node was created. The first thing I noticed was that I was face down on floor. Next I noticed that there was no pain in my abdomen at all, as though the fight was a dream. I tried to get up, that’s when I felt the pain. My entire body felt as though I had been dragged down the side walk for blocks (I know this feeling from a bad experience dumping a dirt bike on my way to the woods around town as a kid). I decided, instead of trying to stand, to drag myself to the wall and sit up against it. That was more painful than having the sword run into my gut. I leaned back against the wall and opened my eyes to look around. Across the room sitting in, or rather tied to, a chair was the man who ran me through with a sword. I closed my eyes, counted to ten and then reopened them. He was still there in the chair across the room. I couldn’t see his arms as they were behind the chair, but there was dried blood down the side of his face and his eyes were still closed. I heard movement to my right and turned my head to see Sindee coming down the stairs. I didn’t feel either her or the man across the room so I reached for the magick within me. I felt nothing but a faint connection. I couldn’t draw any power through it. My first reaction was fear that I had lost my Avatar, before my mind caught up with the fact that I could still feel the connection there. I realized that I had drawn both the magick within me along with everything else in the vision before releasing the spell and holding nothing back.
From the injuries I had to recover from the last time I had a vision involving the Nephandi I figured that the expenditure of energy had me exhausted on the Physical, mental and metaphysical levels and I needed time to recover. At least I hoped that was all that it was. Sindee walked over to me and crouched down. She pulled up my shirt to check the wounds there before looking up to stare me in the eyes. I just looked back into her silver grey stare and felt peace wash over me. The light and life that were gone in my vision were still there here and now. As long as that were the case I’d be fine. A smile spread across my face. It hurt to smile, but was worth it due to the smile she gave me in return. I put my head back against the wall, closed my eyes and went to sleep.
Awakening a few hours later sitting in the same spot, my body felt stiff from being in one position for too long. My friend, also known as the asshole who attacked me, was still tied up across the room from me. The blood on his face had been washed away and his eyes were open. He was staring at me with such venom and hatred that if looks could kill I wouldn’t have woken up this time. I attempted to get to my feet again, only to realize that the pain I was in wasn’t simply stiff muscles from sleeping on a cold floor in one position too long. I forced my way to my feet, fighting the pain all the way up. Once I got to my feet, I looked myself over. My entire body looked just as it felt, I was a walking bruise. I wasn’t going to try and take the stairs right now as I had enough injuries and didn’t need to add falling down the stairs to them. I walked across the room to my friend in the chair.
I looked him square in the eyes, “We have a great many things to discuss.” Then I pulled the gag off of his mouth.

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English Fantasy, Fufilled

Well for the opener, I am an 18 year old graduated student named Steven. I am pretty well build for what activities I favor. I am about 6′ 5″ with short brown hair. i have never been a huge fan of English Language Arts, but in my junior year of high school that changed.
I remember my first day very well, stepping into that classrom only to see the most beautiful teacher or person for that matter. She was about 5′ 6″ and with straightened long brown hair with a touch of blonde. She also was very athletically built it seemed like. Having a nice skin tone and nice legs. Also I’d guess she was around the age of 25.
Moving along to her more “interesting” attributes. She had very small tits, I would say around B, but very perky and a nice tight ass. She often wore tight pants and stretched, revealing her under garnments.
I would walk into that classroom and find myself just feeling very stimulated. My first thoughts when I realized she was a “hot teacher” were wondering what she looked like under that clothing she wore that turned me on almost instantly.
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A couple weeks pass after I had first seen her, during the beginning weeks. I had grown to eager to just see how she might act outside the classroom or even inside it, just building my anticipation to “fufill my fantasy”. She had caught me a couple times trying to take a peak of her butt, but never did acknowledge me for it. Just a simple smirk had crossed her face when it happened, and it was more than once.
I think she must have seen where I was coming from when I looked at her. She would wear low-cut shirts and often lean over the desk, giving me a clear shot of her titties and her tiny nipples.
Again, as weeks pass as she give me the slight glimpse of her breasts, her wardrobe had changed. Wearing short shirts and sexy thong panties. I knew this because she would give me a type of seductive look and inch her skirt up a few just before she sat down then parting her legs. From where I had been assigned a seat, It was perfect for seeing what she was hiding under the thin layer of material.
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I had been just day-dreaming constantly about fucking her hard, but from what I had thought it was just a typical fantasy. Since I had english last period of the day, I would ask if she was available after-school for “extra help”. I didn’t see how she would think I needed extra help being an A student, but it was voluntary so she must not have thought anything of it. After all, I think she had a clear understand that I thought she was sexy and I always day dreamed and was checking her out. Not that it was a bad thing, anything to make her feel sexy even more.
I would stay after school every once in a while, but I kept getting more and more into her. She was my teacher, but she was sexy as hell and letting herself show it off. Her name by the way was Miss. Liev.
I started to develop an obsession with wanting to be around her, inhaling her aroma. When I stayed after school every single day, she had been even more laid back, acted more sexy and kept giving me these looks that just made me go absolutely insane.
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On a friday, I stayed after for the last time. I figured that she is just my teacher and it would be left at that. When I went into her classroom to get “help” on a report she had assigned, I had figured it would be the same old 60 minutes.
I walked in and said ” Hey Miss. Liev, I was wondering if you could help me with that report you assigned last week?”
“Of course I will, Steven.” She said.
So we start to go over the essay and she reads over a part that says “Physical Action”. She looks up at me and said “Do you like physical action?”. I hesitated, all of that time I had spent day dreaming in class. Was my dream finally coming true?
“What do you mean, physical action?” I said, lost for words.
By this time, my cock was rock hard, not sure if she saw it or not I tried to adjust myself so she did not. It was a little late, she had already seen it. “Oh my, I must turn you on, don’t I?”
“Yes, you do turn me on” I also said in a hesitative state.
“I do see you looking at me during class, Steven. You are a very handsome young man” She paused.
“Oh, I didn’t know that you saw m..” She stopped me, and locked lips. I could not believe what was happening. My teacher knows I check her out, and now she is wrestling with my tounge. I felt a sudden urge come over me. I went with the flow, and took advantage of kissing her.
It had been a couple minutes before she had withdrawn from the kiss, but she stood up, walked over to the blinds and pulled them down. She locked the door and put a long sheet of paper over the little window. I imagine so no one could see what was going on.
As she started to walk back, I adjusted my body, so I could get ready for any other move she might have within her. She was wearing a very small jean jacket and a skin tight type of spandex shirt under it. She quickly threw her jacket off on her walk back to where I was sitting on a couch in the back of the classroom.
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She sat back down next to me on the couch, then grabbed my report and tossed it to the table sitting aside us. I still had that bulge in my pants, and it was not going anywhere fast. She turned to see how I had moved and she could now see I had an erection. I could see she was seizing the moment and started to rub my cock through my pants. “You have such a big cock” she said. I thought I was average, 7.5 Inches. She is a teacher afterall, she went to college I figured she knows what she is doing so again I went with the flow.
She started to unzip my pants, and I stood up to take them off. Then she got off the couch and pulled my boxers down fairly quickly. I was still shocked, but was also very grateful. She started to rub my penis slow then at a fast pace. As soon as I know it, she put my head in her mouth and bobbed her head up and down.
I let out a slight groan, she looked up at me. “Are you enjoying yourself?” She said. I did not say anything, but nodded my head.
After she was going at my cock for about 10 minutes. I stopped her. “My turn” I said. She gladly let me have my way. Although she was still fully clothed, I was so anxious to just rip her clothes right off but I went slow. Who knows if I would ever get the chance to do this again. I pulled off her tight shirt and unlatched the hooks of her bra.
I had seen her breasts before, but not bare in front of me. I was in awe, they were so beautiful. I went after them. I started to lick the tip of her nipples as I slowly sucked them into my mouth. She started to let out a very light moan.
Then I start to unbutton her pants. I slowly pulled them down, savoring the moment. She was wearing a maroon G-String, that also matched her bra which had little sexy frills on them.
“God, you are so damn sexy Miss.Liev.” I said
“Ohh, Steven please. Call me Natalie.” She responded in a light voice.
That was the first time I had known her first name. I paused, and looked at her. It did not last long maybe 2-3 seconds. I had this beautiful woman in front of me just barely naked. I wanted every second I could get.
I pulled her panties off, and tossed them. She closed her legs, to tease me. I looked down and she was clean shaven, just what I liked. I parted her legs wide and took my chance. I started to lick her pussy, caressing it up and down. I found her clit, started to lap it as she bucked like a wild animal.
Letting out moans that got to me quicker than I had ever though. She tasted so good, better than I had ever imagined.
I was rock hard by now, I held back my urge to just start fucking her. I inserted one finger inside her warm, very slick pussy. I thought to myself, “How am I ever going to get my penis in there?!”
I was driving her nuts by now. She was moving all over the place, but I managed to grab her hips and keep her still for a little bit.
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“I want you to fuck my pussy, right now!” She said with a demanding tone.
I did as she said, but not right away. I took my penis and started to play with her clit. Trying to tease her a little bit more before I did what I was waiting for since I first saw her.
“Ahhh, It’s sooo gooood” she had managed to say, still wiggling like a earthworm.
I was starting to grow a little bored of playing with her clit with my cock, so I went down a little and put the head of my cock on her pussy. I lightly pressed it in. She let out a huge moan. I was wondering If it was hurting her. So I slowed a little more.
I looked down after a second or two of slowing penetrating her pussy, and to my suprise I saw a little bit of blood. At this point, she was going mad. I had realized I popped her cherry. “The pain will be gone in a second” I said. “Myyyyy goddd, It hurts so badddd” replied Natalie, trying to spin her body around and get my cock out.
A few more seconds pass and she started to calm down. So I went a little bit faster and gradually increase my pace. “Steven, your cock is filling me up” she said. I only had a couple inches of my cock inside of her. I even thought I had entered more of it in her pussy. IT was so tight and warm. I also felt her muscles contracting, It felt so good. When I got all of it in after a little, I went very fast.
She looked like she was in heaven, because I know I was.
The sound of my balls hitting her asshole and her moaning, I loved it. I did not think about fucking her in the ass. Neither did I think she wanted it. I continued to fuck her as hard as I could until I felt my balls start to swell up and I knew what to expect. So I went a little bit more and pulled out my cock very fast. She rubbed it and started sucking it.
Until I just let myself go, I also saw her flinch a little bit from my wad hitting the back of her throat. She took every last drop, I was still wondering if she was a beginner at everything that had gone on. When she gobbled all of my cum up, I said “Was that your first time doing any of this?”
“Yes it was, and I loved doing it with a sexy stud like you.” She answered.
I could not believe myself. My hot teacher was a virgin this whole time, and I was the lucky one who got to pop her cherry. I felt like the luckiest man in the world.
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I looked over at the clock and It was just about time for me to get home and get cleaned up before anyone suspected anything. Both why I was late and why I might have smelled funky.
We got dressed and I instantly started to give her a huge kiss. It lasted only a few minutes, but it was the thought of doing it with my teacher that kept going through my head over and over again.
I was just about to unlock the door and go out when she called my name. I turned to her to see what she wanted.
“You should stay after more often” She said. Winking and blowing another kiss.
“I sure will” I said.
My dream came true. I just kept it to myself, that I fucked my hot English teacher.

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My Unforgettable Night

It was late at night in Pattaya-a beach resort south of Bangkok, Thailand, when I decided to go for a walk around the local nightspots.
It was 1988 Pattaya was well known as one of Asia’s premier sex tourism destinations, with thousands of girls eager to sell themselves for around 500 BAHT ($20 US) per night I was a young student on vacation from College, and as horny as any 19 year old male…
As I wandered past the bars I marvelled at the spectacle of hundreds of scantily-clad girls They were everywhere you looked-hanging outside the doors of go-go bars and discos, hanging around beer bars…,many of the latter were sitting on the laps or hanging off the arms of Western tourists or of American GI’s on their R and R stopover…
“Want a fuck?” said a girl as I walked past a particularly noisy establishment. “No thanks-I’m just looking around,” I said, not expecting the girl to understand me. “Why you not go with me??” asked the girl plaintively, with a wounded expression on ther face “Maybe another time” I said “:I just want to look around” The girl was quite attractive, her almond eyes and olive skin framed by straight jet-black, bob-cut hair. “I want you go with me” she pleaded, grabbing my arm and trying to pull me in the door of her establishment. “I very good take care.” “I’m sure you are” I said, “I just want to look around” As I walked off I heard the girl shout out “Falang Kee-Nok ba ba babor. Gyed Mung Iheea” The year before I had been in hospital in Phuket for 3 months following a motorcycle accident, and had learned quite a bit of Thai. I knew exactly what the girl was saying, but decided that the girl probably didn’t dream that I could understand Thai, so I decided to let it go (She was saying I was a mean good-for-nothing foreigner and that she hated me and that I should f**k off!)
As I wandered around I came upon a bar where two of the most beautiful women I had ever seen in my life were sitting (alone!). I went over and took a seat, and both girls joined me-one on either side of me “You like a drink?” asked the younger (and more attractive) of them She had a natural beauty-she wasn’t even wearing any makeup-that captivated me. “Pohm tong gaan gin cha Khrup” I said, asking for a cup of tea. “Oh-khun pood phasa Thai Keng Mahk!” (you speak Thai very well) said the first girl as she scurried off out the back of the bar to put the kettle on. The second girl cuddled up to me and whispered in my ear “take me your hotel-we have good time Free-OK?” I looked her in her deep brown eyes She was about 20 years old with a nice face, clear skin, a slim figure. She was quite tall for a Thai at about 5 foot 7. I really wanted to look around town a bit more, and in any case I really liked the other girl better but I felt my resolve crumbling “OK” I heard myself saying, and we wandered off into the night The girl (whose name I never did learn-or at least if she did mention it I can’t remember) hailed a taxi and we went back to my hotel where we had some quite nice straight sex. Afterwards she asked me for money (“free”, I was then to find out, has a similar meaning among Thai bar girls as it now does in spams advertising X-rated Internet Websites…) Anyway, I paid her the 500 Baht and was glad to see her leave.
I felt a bit depressed as I showered for about the 3rd time that day and got ready for bed. What a waste of a good evening. Then I realised (with mounting excitement) that 1) Pattaya never closes all night and 2) I wasn’t actually very tired-just suffering from a touch of post-carnal ‘Ennui!’ It was now 3am and the night was still relatively young-so why not go for it?
I got the taxi driver to drop me off just around the block from where I had been before and started walking I must have been propositioned at least 20 times during the walk down the street, but my resolve was firm, I was determined to get to drink my cup of tea this time! Then I heard someone call out to me-“hey you-naughty boy! over here! over here!” I went across to the bar girl who was calling out at me. “Why do you call me naughty boy? I asked “Don’t you remember me? Naughty boy! I just go to make you tea and when I get back you gone away with another girl!” She screwed up her face in a mock snarl. This was obviously the girl who’s been making me the tea before I left with the other girl “I’m sorry” I said. And I meant it The girl had put her makeup on during the interlude, and looked more beautiful than ever, but in a different way-that was why I hardly recognised her. She must have been about 18 and really was quite something She looked like she must be of Chinese descent-her skin was paler than mine. Looking at her again she was barely 18-maybe just 17. She was slim but well built with a firm, curvy figure and (judging by the bulge in her skimpy tank-top) some fairly nice sized breasts for an Asian girl. I felt a stirring in my loins, and my hormones started to surge. (I WAS only 19 at the time, OK???)
Before I knew it I was in yet another taxi back to my hotel-this time with the “tea girl” The hotel receptionist raised her eyebrows when she saw us enter the hotel foyer Just a few hours before she’d seen me go up to my room with the other girl! The boys on the door were grinning from ear to ear. Once in the room we made love in every conceivable (straight) way for about an hour. Boy was this girl horny! She just couldn’t seem to get enough of it. I’ve never had such an excessively horny girly before or since. Finally I was exhausted.. “I stay with you for all your holiday in Thailand” she said “No” I replied, seeing all my free-wheeling fun in jeopardy “I don’t want to stay with somebody all the time.” At this the girl went wild. She grabbed a glass from beside the bed and broke it on the bedside cabinet. The she took the broken glass and made like she was going to slash her wrists. I grabbed her arm and removed the glass from her hand. Immediately she started biting into one of her wrists-so hard I was afraid she would bite right through one of her veins,..All of a sudden I had a crazy lady on my hands!!! “Alright, alright-stop it-I’ll let you stay with me” I said Immediately the girl stopped biting her wrist, showing me deep bite-marks right over the vein…this girl wasn’t bluffing! “Now we fuck some more” she said. “I’m tired” I protested Immediately the wrist went straight back to her mouth “ok-ok-we fuck some more” I said wondering what on earth I had got my self into here Was this girl crazy or something? This time she got on top of me and grabbed me by the ears as she forcibly french-kissed me. Her tongue thrusted deep into my mouth as I felt her fingernails begin to draw blood from behind my earlobes. Now, I have never been a Masochist and I get no pleasure at all from painful experiences. This had to stop-but what would I do? I tried to prise her off me, but she seemed to have developed incredible strength, and I couldn’t shift her. She had me pinned down like a judo black-belt. As I stared up into this girls eyes I realised that something was terribly wrong. She had changed since we first met Then realisation hit me like a thunderbolt. Her eyes were glazed. She was ON something. I’d never been with anybody who had taken drugs before, but she was definitely on something. I had to do something to get the upper hand, or who knew what she would do to me? She had stopped kissing me now, and had started to bite my left nipple. The pain was excruciating It was now or never.
“I want to try something” I said, trying not to let the panic show in my voice “I get on top, OK?” Quick as a flash she got off me and lay flat on the bed beside me “What you want to do?” she asked “Make me hurt-I want you hurt me” As I said before, I’ve never been a masochist, and I’d certainly never been a sadist either. But this girl was insistent “You hurt me or I hurt me. Up to you” she said-wrist going straight into her teeth again…It was “lesser of the two evils” time again…I had to get this girl under control so I could buy some time, hoping she would ‘sober up.’
I hardly like to remember the things I had to do to that poor girl to keep her satisfied…I bit her nipples until I drew blood, and she still screamed for more . I have always been particularly well-hung and have always been very gentle with the oriental girls I have bedded in consideration of the havoc that my large piece of meat could cause (I’ve nicknamed it “Shocking Asia!”) -but not this time! I rammed my over-sized cock into her tiny little oriental pussy-right up to the balls and so so hard and fast that I was afraid she sould haemmorage. She just groaned and said “yes-yes-more-more.” How was I going to satisfy this girl without doing her an injury? To my horror I felt her grab my cock in her hand firmly between forefinger and thumb-what was she going to do to me now? She pulled my tackle out of her tight vagina and inserted it firmly into her back passage. “Fuck me-fuck me hard” she panted. At first I thought it wasn’t going to go in all the way-but suddenly “pop!” and it was there… I was utterly exhausted by now, sweat pouring off me, but I didn’t dare slow down-I pounded and pounded her up the ass until my cock felt like a raw piece of meat. It was about this time I realised I had forgotten to put on a condom…a silly mistake that was to cause me a hell of a lot of worry later on (I am pleased to say, 10 years later, that it doesn’t look like I caught anything…)
Utterly pooped, I eventually collapsed on my back, panting like mad I didn’t think I’d ever catch my breath again But this girl STILL wouldn’t give up. Sucking and feeling my cock until it became erect again, she straddled me and pounded me like a jackhammer until I just wanted to die I had never had enough sex before, but right then I would have given my left testicle to make this stop…
Finally she let out an enormous groan (about the 5th orgasm I was aware she had had since the wrist-biting incident) and collapsed beside me Her skin glistened with sweat mixed with faint traces of blood, and we both caught our breath for about 10 to 15 minutes.
Wordlessly she had a shower and put her clothes on I did likewise.
Still wordlessly we left the hotel together and I escorted her to a motorcycle taxi. As she mounted the back of the motorcycle (somewhat gingerly, I must say, and still without saying a word) I handed her two 500 BAHT notes (about double the going nightly rate) She looked at me bewilderdly as if it was the first time she’d seen me in her life. It was as if she’d just woken up, or just noticed me or something. “What’s this for?” she asked. “It’s for your taxi” I said. As I watched her being driven away on the motorcycle I felt sad for her. She was probably a nice girl who had just had a bad trip after experimenting with god knows what…I hoped I hadn’t hurt her too much. I never saw her again…
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The Voyeur and the accident

Jacob had not seen or been with Nick for two months after Nick declared his love for him in the Library. Jacob had felt horrible and was dying for Nick’s touch, he decided to go to Nick’s house to see him…