share 8 : A New Beginning

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It's a long flight all the way to Italian Republic. I try to observe myself fussy in the air. The briefcase that Mr. Jeff gave me included a laptop.

I do a lot of inquiry on life in Europe, the beautiful hamlet I'm supposed to run to, the basics of speaking Italian, etc.

I am not able-bodied to sleep one bit.

My flight of steps tender onboard the aeroplane with me is named Emily. She takes great care of me. Always checking up, seeing how I'm doing. The common soldier jet I'm on is very luxurious ! My rear end reclines into a bed and I have my own berth space within my seating area. It's very private, having a threshold to the face to get in and out of where my rear end is. Actually made me feel of import for some reason. On the outside of my seating area, there's a couplet of sofa and recliners, as well as a mini bar. Emily, my flight attender has a stern near the front of the aircraft, close to the galley where she preps my meals.

We have conversations throughout the flight whenever she checks up on me.

"Can I get you anything to fuddle Mr. doorman ?"Emily would ask me every so often. Still feels weird to be addressed by my new figure.

Eventually, I step out of my cubicle, as I like to call it, and make my way towards the backbone of the aircraft and to the mini bar. I grab a beer from the fridge and sit down on the couch beside it.

I push the Flight Attendant call button remote control and signaling for Emily to come to me.

"What can I get for you Mr. Porter ?"

I ask her for a bottle of Irish whisky and two glasses.

Emily returns momentarily and pours the whiskey in both glasses.

"Is there a reason you wanted the spear carrier glass Mr. Porter ?"she asks.

I smile at her and nod.

"Please holler me Joseph Oliver. And yes ... .I'd like for you to sit down and link me, if you're ok with that."

Emily kindly refrains from doing so saying she's on the job and in undifferentiated and all this other trumpery, but I try to convince her regardless to sit and drink one goner with me.

"C'mon Emily ... just one crapulence. You've been so sort to me on this new journey of mine. I'm a new man ! If I'm being honest ... you're technically the first woman I've interacted with since having changed my identity."

I can see Emily is still hesitant at first, but eventually she loosens her grip.

"Ok King Oliver ... .just one drink."

I grab my glass and upgrade mine up with hers.

"Cheers."

We both drink the whisky in one shot.

Emily sits down beside me on the redact as we engage in conversation.

I tell Emily as a good deal as I can about who I was without revealing too many point. I don't give her my old name or where I'm from for free will. As a thing of fact, from what Emily has told me so far about her job, she works for a private company that transports all sorts of business men around the Earth. Many have had hidden identity and aliases as well. Some were governing contract and others were multitude in Witness protection. Many she has transported workplace for the CIA and other governing agencies. So without a incertitude in my mind, I knew I could confide her with telling my tale ... just without any figure and locations.

I tell her about how I fell in love with a adult female who had a deranged jealous husband. About what he did to me and to her interior of the motel. How I've been since I've woken up from my coma. Emily sits down and just listens to me talk with a sincere fascination for what I have to say.

"You've been through Hell and back Oliver. What's your plan for once you arrive in Italian Republic ?"

I think about it and shrug.

"Honestly ... I don't know. I have a set of instructions and data on how to get to where I'm supposed to be. But from there ... I just have to go with the flow."

Suddenly I hear a high-low chime from above. Emily gets up and walk of life toward the nominal head of the carpenter's plane.

"I'll be back. The captain is calling to check up on me."

I take a good expression at my friendly stewardess. I never really noticed how beautiful she is. She wears on a taut White River collared shirt that hugs her culture medium sized breasts and a total darkness mini tie around her neck opening. On her straits, she wears a stewardess hat which reminds me of something dark blue leghorn would sustain on. Emily has a tight mini skirt on with panty hose on and high hound. Her dame does a marvelous job of showing how round and curvy her ass is. Emily looks to be in her early thirties with blonde pilus and tan skin.

Emily speaks to the pilots for a few min. She makes her way back over to me and sits down.

"Sorry about that Oliver. Just had to check up on my crew."

"Ah it's all skilful. No worries."

"Can I get you anything else for rightfield now ?"

I shrug."I'm all set ... you've been so form to me ... .feels nice to be able-bodied to speak to soul about all the jack I've been through the go year."

Emily stares at me with a solemn look of sympathy. With her sitting just inches from me, I eye her up and down really admiring her look. Her cleavage exposed to me and her frustrate leg showing me how thick her ass is from the sides. For the first meter in months, I'm feeling something I haven't felt since I've awaken from my coma : Blue Balls !

I'm capable to discreetly hold open my hard-on hidden without drawing any attention.

However, Emily clearly sees me eyeing her and enjoying the purview.

"Oliver you've been through so much pain and suffering. I can't imagine what you're feeling right now. I wish I could call for away all the distress that you're feeling and be capable to guarantee that you'll be ok."She tells me this as she reaches over and snaffle my hand. I feel like I might just explode in my pants ! My dick hurts from the pressure of my legs keeping it tucked down !

"Uhh ... thanks Emily. As much as this sucks ... I like to seem at the positive slope of this and call back that this is just a new adventure I'm about to begin. I'm a new man and this is a new beginning. So out with the old and in with the new."

Emily flashes a grin at me.

"I like that ! That's a swell way to think of this post !"

Emily still holding onto my script clears her throat and looks me in the eyes.

"So Oliver ... about this new escapade ... can I help you celebrate this fresh head start of yours ?"

A bit put off, I ask her what she means.

She then stands up excitedly, and walks to the dorsum of the aeroplane. She reaches into the mini crowd closet and pulls out her nightlong luggage. Inside of it, she reaches in and takes out a lowly pink bag.

I'm still a little mixed-up as she makes her way back over to me and onto the sofa.

"Soooo ... .Open this for me sweetie ?"

I grab the pink bag from Emily and unzip it.

My eye widen when I stare at the contents of the bag.

A bottleful of lotion, prophylactic, an anal nag, lube, and perfume.

I'm speechless at commencement but I'm capable to utter up.

"I'd love to celebrate a wise start with you."

Emily shifts herself and onto my lap. She gets very close to my nerve and whisper,

"I knew you would baby ... .now let's have got some good ol mile-high fun."

With that, our lips touch and lock.

We start retard at first, until I feel Emily's tongue showtime invading my mouth.

We fondle and embrace each early as our lingua wrestle each other. My hands reach down to her waist and below as I get a practiced feel of her ass cheeks.

My flight attendant begins to travail herself on my genitalia as I rub her ass.

I feel her legs shift on each side as she kicks off her heels. As I shove my lingua down Emily's throat, all I can think about are my sens coming back to animation ! The way her tomentum coppice on my boldness and neck. How she smells of lavender and coconut oil. Her breath tasting minty with the end of the whisky we both indulged. All the spell thinking how horny I was at the Saame time ! Emily has my cock at its hardest it's been in months ! Oh the joy of being able-bodied to satisfy my sexual itch after such a large drought !

She continues to grind herself on me as we kiss.

Eventually, I pull her off me just to suspire !

She laughs when I do so.

"Too often activity for you ?"

I pull myself up and stand facing her.

"Hmmm ... I'd say more like not enough !"

I pull myself tight to her and begin to kiss her neck biting it gently as my hands begin to unbutton her shirt.

Emily closes her heart moaning softly enjoying the tickling virtuoso of my kisses and nibbling. I unbutton her shirt completely and pull it off exposing her white lacy bra. With a rapid thrust behind her back, my hands swiftly find her strap. I hear the legerdemain click as her bra falls down onto the trading floor. With her Joseph Black tie still around her neck, I take a expert look at her naked chest in awe. Emily has medium sized bosom that are buoyant with harden nipple. I stand staring at those beautiful ball in front of me.

Emily rolls her eyes with a grinning. She takes my hands and puts them up to her chest of drawers.

"Stop staring and taste them already."

Immediately I'm taken out of my trance, and realness bang in. I sit back onto the couch behind me. Emily gets back onto my lap as I take her breasts and rub them back and forth against my face. I grab her leftfield tit and proceed to gently drub her nipple. I've never seen nipples as hard as hers ! Emily continues to moan softly as I switch around licking each of her tit and mammilla. I find the courage, and prick them as I hold her down feather on my lap to keep her from squirming.

"Oh YES ! Oh YES Oliver !"My air hostess encourages me to piece on her nipples.

I proceed to rub down her titty for a little while as we continue to kiss and squeeze each former.

Emily then decides that it's prison term to continue. She pushes her way off my lap, as she stands up. She turns around and bends over, pulling her doll down in the procedure, leaving me the perfect tense prospect of her panties and pantyhose.

She gives me a side glance smiling as she bends back down and slowly pulls off her flimsy grim panties, showing me her bare ass and thick cunt lip. Swiftly, she tosses both to the side and backs her way into my face.

I take my hands and smack them hard against the sides of her house curvy ass.

"Fuck yeah baby ! Hmmmm ! ! !"

I continue to play around with Emily's ass slapping it a bit sentinel her cheeks joggle. She shakes her tush in my grimace as she bends over bringing it close to my typeface giving me an amazing whiff of her pussy and ass.

"tasting me baby."

I take my tongue and set about to eat the plica of her clit as my nose is buried into her asshole. I circle my glossa around her outer pussy lip, eventually making its way up to her ass. I open Emily's ass wide as I can, allowing her to gawk her yummy hole. With two finger, I bury them trench into her ass causing her to gasp.

"diddlyshit ! Yes baby ! finger's breadth my blind drunk ass !"

My finger slowly push thick and rich into Emily's ass. I push them in and out. Repeatedly. Emily begs for more increasing her dirty talk.

"Oh fuck yes ! FINGER THAT ASSHOLE ! FUCK ! ! Oh shit ! That's the spot ! ! !"

Emily takes restraint once again stepping forward away from me.

She reaches into her pink bag and pulls out her lube and tush plug. She pours a shit burden of lube on her men and then her fireplug. She reaches behind herself and slowly fingerbreadth her asshole.

Emily lays back onto the sofa and passes me her plug.

"Do me a favor hun and put this sucker up my ass please ?"I didn't need to discover her say THAT twice ! I grab her nag and align it with her prick. Emily spreads her ramification apart to make it easier for me. She spreads her asscheeks and gapes her mess once again allowing me to put the cud deep into her without any trouble. With my handwriting covered in lube, I lean into Emily and begin to snog her once again as I play with her clitoris. She groans as she pulls me faithful and kisses me enjoying the sense experience. Emily pulls me away.

"You've done enough for me Oliver. Now it's your turn for some fun !"

Emily pulls my shirt off and tosses it to the slope. She signals me to stand up. She grabs my swath and unbuckles it. She then yanks down my pants and underclothing together, allowing my cock to finally stand at aid freely !

She takes a few moment to admire the size and tone of it. Emily then crowd me hard back into the couch and climbs her way on top of me.

"I want you to just relax baby ... and look me in the eyes ... can you do that for me ?"

I nod with lust as I watch Emily take her spit and swivel it around my helmet. She licks my tip and slowly licks her way up and down my shaft. I grunt enjoying the very familiar sense datum of being licked like an ice cream conoid. violet just loved doing that for me while she sucked me off. Oh how it's felt like yr since we've last seen each early !

Emily then begins to suck me off slowly at first but increases her tempo bobbing her head up and down. She stares at me as she does so obviously enjoying the fact that I'm in the heat energy of the consequence enjoying it all ! Emily surprises me next when I feel her forefinger squeeze into my asshole !

"Oh SHIT ! What the FUCK ? ?"

Emily continues to bob her head up and down faster chocking on her saliva with my precum. Emily releases her mouth from my dick to regain some air.

She smirks at me catching her intimation.

"Do you like this ?"

I shake my head excitedly with her finger still up my ass.

"I was not expecting that at all !"

Emily smirks again.

"Good."

With that, she begins to feel my ass as her brim make way to my testicles. She engulfs my entire firing into her mouth and begins to suck on them while fingering me.

My center were practically rolled to the rachis of my head ! Who is this woman ? ? ?

I could not trust what a freak my flight attendant is ! Emily then begins to solve my glob sacking all the way up to my shaft. She does this for a few mo until I'm ineffective to handle the situation any recollective.

"Emily ... .I'm going to cum right now !"

She immediately pulls her finger out of my ass, and starts to jack me off intensely ! As soon as her backtalk touch the tip of my cock, I erupt my loads down her pharynx ! This having to be my first orgasm in almost six calendar month, I'm shocked to see the amount of jizz shooting out of me into Emily's lip ! And she takes ALL of it, struggling to maintain from spitting some out.

Once I'm able to calm down, Emily pulls herself up breathing heavily.

"That was CRAZY ! I've never swallowed or seen a load so big !"

Laughing aloud I tell her.

"well ... five month in a coma will do that to you ya know."

She playfully shoves me as she stands up.

"Can I get you some water ?"

I nod as I start to sense the thirst kick in. I watch her walk away to the galley to get us some drinks. She's completely naked only leaving on her back tie around her neck opening and her glistening butt plug in her ass.

As soon as we're both hydrated, Emily gets onto my lap and adjusts my tool with her pussy. Before she can start riding me, we hear the pilots make an proclamation on the PA.

"Just a heads up Emily and King Oliver, we're about to hit some temper turbulence, so please sit down and buckle up until we turn off the seatbelt signal giving you the all-clear that it's safe to affect about the cabin."

We hear a high gear bell as the Captain illuminates the seatbelt sign.

"Damnit ! Just when the really fun was about to set off !"Emily exclaims.

That's when my genius hits a bang-up idea.

"Why stop here ? Captain said it was only moderate turbulence. I'm already inside of you locked and ready to go. Why don't we let the turbulence do the work for us here eh ?"

Emily's centre widen from fervor

"I'm totally up for that !"

Emily then begins to grind her hips on me as she slowly starts to resile on my cock. She slowly rides my light beam bouncing up and down, keeping my dick hardened inside her.

Few transactions flip and suddenly we're hit with some turbulence ! I grab onto Emily's waist for living, keeping her becalm on top of me so she doesn't fall.

The carpenter's plane begins to bump around up and down aggressively. The turbulence felt a bit more severe than just"moderate."

I continue to hold onto Emily as the aeroplane bounces up and down. With the turbulence shaking the plane, Emily shifts up and down on my stopcock. We both moan together enjoying the flavor of female parent Nature doing the workplace for us.

"Oh fucking yes Oliver ! Fuck me !"Emily screams.

Smiling, I sit back and relax as we let the turbulence fuck the both of us.

The turbulence went on for about 10 mo as Emily rode me. Eventually, the turbulency went from shaking the plane up and down to side to side, allowing Emily to labor herself on my dick.

"Oh King Oliver ... I'm going to cum baby !"

With the help of the Sturm und Drang, I'm able to take over. I pull her finisher to me as I begin to excite my consistency up and down increasing my pace.

Emily begs for me to fuck her faster as I enjoy the sounds of her screams and my dick clapping her cheek.

"FUUUUUCK ! ! !"

Immediately, I feel Emily cream herself on my shaft as I slow down and pull her off of me.

"holy place Shit ! That was phenomenal babe ! And the unhurt turbulence affair ? ? unbelievable ! !"

We catch our intimation once more. I was on the threshold of cumming again, so my hawkshaw stayed hard.

Emily laid down on the couch catching her breath. I glance down her naked sweaty trunk. Her lustrous hype caught my tending once again.

"How bout I replace that plug of yours and fill your ass up with my peter ?"

Emily gives me a dirty smile.

"Go for it !"

I slowly reach for her stopper. I pull it out very slowly until it complete emerges exposing Emily's gaping prick.

"Fill me baby !"

I grab her and slant her vertebral column into the nook of the sofa and spread her leg wide apart.

With one genu on the floor and the other on the end of the couch, I grab my dick and easily insert it whole into her asshole.

Emily's eyes widen as she gasps.

"FUCK !"

With my orgasm approaching, I quickly pick up my tempo and fuck her tight ass thrusting roughly in and out of her.

"C'mon Oliver ! piece of tail my tight bastard ! shag my ass ! I'm not afraid of that big cock of yours in my butthole ! So fuck it ! FUCK MY ASS ! !"

As I continued to punt this horny flight tender in the ass, I grab her breasts and bite down hard on her nipples, causing her to scream even more !

My second sexual climax being consequence away, I then pull my putz out immediately and jostle the entireness of it into her kitty as I release my minute load deep into Emily.

"FUUUUUCK ! ! ! Oh diddlysquat ! ! ! Cum in my slit ! ! ! ! YESSSS ! ! !"

My second load was almost as big as my get-go ! As soon as I'm empty, I pull out of her and fend up.

"discernment my seed you stewardess whore !"

I reach into her pussy and dig the remnants of my load out of her. Emily grabs my hand and shoves my fingers in her mouth licking up my kindling.

"Hmmm ... so delicious you are baby."

With that, Emily stands up and kisses me.

"Hope you're satisfied with that refreshed start celebration."

"That was unbelievable. Started off with a bang !"I said jokingly.

Emily cleans herself up as she prepares the aircraft for arrival. I'm able to wash up and houseclean our area up while we start our descent into Italy.

time flies when you're having a great time !

As soon as the bicycle touch the ground in Genoa, Italy I receive an automated text message on my phone.

"VERNAZZA"it reads.

I look up the location on my phone using the maps. The fastest way to get there is by geartrain. From the looks of it, the train station is a few blocking from the drome and has regular service to and from the region of Vernazza. The next train leaves in about 45 minutes.

Once the aeroplane is completely stopped and parked at the airdock, Emily opens up the chief cabin door and the flight deck door for the fender.

She makes an announcement on the PA,

"Welcome to Genoa Italy !"

I grab my bags and walking to to the social movement of the carpenter's plane.

"commodity luck Mr. porter's beer on all your future tense endeavors."Emily reaches and gives me a hug acting polite and professional as both of the pilots are in pile of us.

If only they knew about her piddling"celebration"she did for me.

"Thanks for everything Emily. God speed and care you well."

I say my thanks to both pilots for the safe flight and make my way into the airdock which leads to a diminished terminal.

Inside the end, I'm surprised to see a valet de chambre in a suit holding a sign with the name"Joseph Oliver Porter."

"Mr. Porter ?"I greet him as he tells me that he is my transportation to the train station. I thank him as he helps me with my bags to the cab.

As we drive along the seashore of Italia, I stare at the watch crystal blue Ethel Waters and the lush greenery all around me. I really think I'm gon na like it here !

I'm thankful for Mr. Roberto, the cab device driver, for the ride to the train station as it was about a 15 minute drive away from the airport, not a few blocks as I initially thought it to be.

We arrive at the station and Mr. Roberto helps me with my bags into the station.

"string 7 will arrive shortly and will take you to Vernazza."

"Thank you Mr. Roberto for your benignity and help."

We part ways as I wait for my train to look at me to my new home.

The time lag is short and I'm able to hop on the caravan over to Vernazza.

The drive took just under two minute. I look at the gens of the train stop I'm instructed to get off at.

I grab my bags and head to the lobby field of the station.

I remembered Jeff's instructions about texting the only contact on my telephone set. I text"ARRIVED"to a heather P. on my phone. I'm still confused as to who this ling is. Is she a tour guide ? A local anaesthetic villager who happens to screw Jeff ?

Almost immediately, my phone vibrates and receives a reply.

"I'll be there shortly."

About an hour of waiting, I'm almost quick to call this Scots heather someone. It's been a long journey getting here and all I wanted to do in my new nursing home is to get a nice repast and some sleep.

"Mr. porter ?"I turn to front the oddly familiar vox and I'm surprised to see ling ... ..also known as Violet Taylor !

"reddish blue ? ?"

With bout in her eyes, violet embraces me.

"I can't believe you're finally here ! ! I've waited so long for you ! !"

As Violet holds onto me with dearest life, I'm finally able to let reality sink in and I lean into her and plant a kiss on her soft lips. We kissed passionately for some sentence holding each other, trying to do the present moment last.

Finally, we're capable to let go of each other.

"C'mon Oliver ... let's get you home."

She helps with my grip as we walk together out of the power train station and outside. I'm surrounded by beauty as I stare at the coast to my left, hills upon mound of Village on my right, and a river in the mall.

"Where's the car ?"I ask.

Violet grinning,"Absolutely no cars out here sweetie. This region is very buck private and secluded to society. This is as far as the train will go. Other than that, boat or whirlybird are the way into this area.

We walk along a wharfage near the station alongside the river.

violet takes me to a small boat and loads up my material onto it. I noticed in small smuggled lettering the name"Porter"on the side of the boat.

"So ... I take that we're the Porters huh ?"

Violet looks at me with a big smile on her face.

"Yes indeed ... permit me to introduce myself to you Oliver. My name is Heather. Heather Porter ... .your wife."

ling reaches over and kisses me.

All of this feels surreal ! !

"Well nice to officially get together you Heather ... sweetie."

I give her a candy kiss back.

Heather unties our gravy holder from the dock, and begins to steer us up the river.

It's about an minute ride up the river. We spend sentence catching up with our lives.

Scots heather has changed a lot since we've last seen each other, the horrifying Nox we had at the motel. She's very tan from the climate of our new home. Scots heather is now a brunette with straight tomentum cut short. She's lost some weight as her body is more athletic, which was totally ok with me !

We then discuss about her relationship with Jeff and who he was. She tells me that they both attended grade school together all their lives. How he was like a brother to her. She tells me that Jeff was in the section of Homeland Security back in the US and how he had powerful connectedness around the world. That explained how he was able to brood up the execution of her husband, a particular ops United States Navy seal. Jeff had a team of people dispose of Charles Joseph Clark President Taylor and fake our deaths to avoid our families being in risk for the slaying of Mr. Taylor.

Once Violet ( ling ) knew that I was going to be ok, when I was an a medically cause coma, Jeff set up her alias and sent her over to Italia calendar month in advance to allow me to recover while she set up our new home.

Scots heather continued the conversation with telling me how she traveled all around the country and befriended many locals in the Village. She told me her Italian was getting better each day and can't delay to instruct me !

We then arrive at a small docking facility with a couple of other gravy holder. I grab majority of my purse as heather mixture leads the way up the hill. We get to the top, and make our way to a private path which takes us to a beautiful small theatre overlooking the glide and a great view of our village called"quint Terre."

"So conciliate in Luke ... .I mean Oliver haha. That's going to be quite an adjustment to get used to."We both laugh as I drop my handbag into our room. Scots heather gives me the grand enlistment of our sign. She takes pridefulness in showing me her garden in our backyard.

She stops and then stares at me. God, how gorgeous my wife is !

"Oliver ... I've so glad you're ok. I don't know how I could ever give thanks you for what you did for me that night back in the motel."

I walk over to Heather and envelop my limb around her. We lean into each other with our forehead touching.

"Heather ... you saved me that nighttime. All I could think about was you. How I could not stand to hold out the rest of my aliveness without you. I did what I had to do ... there are upshot to what my action at law did. We won't ever be able to give back to the US or see our families again ... but none of that matters because I have all I need ... .right in straw man of me."

Scots heather and I leaned closer. We shared a cryptic passionate osculation as husband and married woman.

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We continued our kiss as my dick penetrated Heather's stringent kitty-cat. It had been so long ! Together we fuck in unison on our bed, rocking it.

"make beloved to me baby ... I want you deeper in me !"broom cried.

I sink my aspect into the rest beside her face as I began to get a familiar spirit feeling of an orgasm coming. ling bites down on my shoulder begging for more.

My hands rub her body all over. From her breasts with her newly pierced nipples, all the way down her waistline. I massage her quick sweaty eubstance as I thrust my peter in and out of her pussy.

As I began to climax, ling began to scream.

"I'm cumming child ! JUST LIKE YOU ! ! !"

It was a beautiful feeling. It hurt so bad as I continued to pound her chassis as our clapper engulfed each other. I keep pumping my cock in and out. In and out. Hard, but slowly as we both tried to watch our breathes.

In the same way that people see their biography flash before their eye right before dying, I saw my sprightliness flash with every moment I've shared with ling back when we were Saint Luke and Violet.

Our inaugural night together. Our vacation to United Mexican States. Sharing her with her Sister Linda. Our separation during the metre her ex took over her liveliness. Our daylight locked up in that motel by that psycho. How he tortured me and raped her. And of course the screams ... the terrible belly laugh after the gun went off. I saw ALL of those moments when my climax hit heather mixture severe.

We lay down together catching our breaths.

"Oliver ?"

"Yes Heather ?"

"I love you."

I lean into my wife kissing her showing my love for her.

From that decimal point on, I knew that no matter what challenges we faced ... we'd be fine. We had each other. That's all that mattered. New names, new assumed name, new abode, new life sentence. Heather will always prevail a special home in my heart. Heather ... Ms. Elizabeth Taylor the MILF.

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My fondness is pounding. I see him ! My hands have been freed finally after COUNTLESS attempt of cutting the rope that have imprisoned me. It's been days without food or weewee. I'm so debile at this point. With his binding turned to me, I stand up quickly. My knees are so weak from being tied to a chair for days, it's hard for me to place upright.

"WHAT THE nookie ? ? GET spine IN YOUR tush NOW BITCH ! ! ! ! !"He screams at me and reaches for his vane. That Sami blade that he has used to slash my cheek, arms, and chest. I grab the gun on the desk. He shoves me to the floor and we wrestle, both of us trying to overcome each other.

Suddenly, the gun goes off."BANG ... BANG ! ! !"

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"NOOOOOOOOOOOO ! ! ! ! ! !"

I wake up drenched in sweat. I try to catch my breathing space and regain my calmness.

"What is baby ? !"Heather wakes up startled, after my tossing-and-turning and screams.

"I keep seeing him ... it's the Same nightmare all over ! I can't fucking sleep ! !"

Heather grabs me and embraces me, while caressing my head. She begins to shush me while comforting me telling me it's ok.

"Shhhh ... it's ok. It's just a flashback baby. You need to let it go. It's been over three years. It's all in the yesteryear. I need you to just emit for me. Go international and get some sassy air if you need to."

taking her advice, I kiss her. I get out of bed, and walking to our low kitchen. I wash my face with cold H2O and drink down a large cup for rehydration.

I walk out the front room access and down our private course. The star are bright in the sky and the moon is in full effect. It's a gorgeous evening as the moon reflects upon the Italian River in our trivial village.

I stop once I reach the drop, close to the trail that's connected to the balance of the little villages in this Italian area. Our village is very private with absolutely no accession to railroad car. Only way in is by boat or helicopter.

I stop and think about how my aliveness has turned the last few years ever since that summer day I came back home to see Mrs. Zachary Taylor ( Heather ). I think about my family that I left behind cover in the United DoS. I miss them so much, but I know that I can never generate back. I'm a ghostwriter. violet is a ghost. We both died that day, according to the law, Coast precaution, and all other hunt and delivery teams. We were given new lives. New alias. A fresh start ... .on the one condition that we could never go back plate. Ever.

It's a pipe down and peaceful place here and I've adjusted well to it all. I work at a local market place and I also fish by the coast for a living. Violet sells jewelry and other accoutrement all around township to the tourists that come from around the world. lifetime is good ... but I still deal with my devil I just can't let go. They haunt me and carry me back to that day when the world as I knew it came crashing down ! They come in the mannequin of nightmares mostly. I've gotten better as clock time goes by, but they're still there. If it wasn't for Heather, I don't think I could ever handle it. The reverence. The guilty conscience. The trauma. It's a permanent scar for sprightliness that I can only handle but can never heal. Don't get me wrong ... she needs me just as bad as I need her. What we both went through that day ... I'm surprised she's been so unattackable for me.

I sit down on a large boulder, overlooking the sea-coast. I close my center. I take deep breathing time. I listen to the calm strait of the child's play and the wave of the urine crashing into shore. It's the best remedy for me to quiet myself down. The best way that I can trace it is a ataraxis beyond understanding that embraces me ... telling me that everything is going to be alright.

I get up and depart to run. I feel the breeze against my face and I run faster ! I run down the track taking me all throughout the village. prison term flies by because when I stop to charm my breath, I look across The Valley and see the sun beginning to climb up.

I walk back plate with a smile on my face. Everything is going to be ok ! I take the final number by the trail and up the cliff where my house is up, down a individual tract. It's time to wake up up broom for breakfast, and start our day.

I get back nursing home to find ling in the kitchen with her bathrobe on. As soon as I'm in the kitchen, she slips it off showing her completely naked organic structure to me.

"Ooops ... .can you pick that up for me spoil ?"She asks lustfully.

With a smile I tell her I have a punter estimate.

We head back to the kitchen after an amazing round of acute yet passionate sex. Breakfast quickly had turned into prepping for lunch. lifespan IS adept !



finish :

A few weeks after me and Heather had sex after she disrobed herself in the kitchen, Scots heather got really sick. I took her to the local infirmary and we discovered the news : she was pregnant !

Nine calendar month later, Heather gave parentage to our son. We named him Luke ! Both of us were happy taking tutelage of Luke and raising him up. We were hesitating about telling him our storey one day. How our human relationship began and our battle of getting to where we were present day. I guess we'll have to wait and see. metre will tell.

THE END !

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This series took me over three year to compose and end up !

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