office 8 : A New Beginning

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It's a yearn flight all the way to Italy. I try to keep myself busy in the air. The briefcase that Mr. Jeff gave me included a laptop.

I do a lot of research on livelihood in European Community, the beautiful village I'm supposed to travel to, the basics of speaking Italian, etc.

I am not able to sleep one bit.

My flight attendant onboard the woodworking plane with me is named Emily. She takes cracking precaution of me. Always checking up, seeing how I'm doing. The private jet I'm on is very luxurious ! My seat reclines into a bed and I have my own office outer space within my seating expanse. It's very common soldier, having a door to the position to get in and out of where my derriere is. Actually made me feel of import for some rationality. On the outside of my seating area, there's a couple of sofa and lounger, as well as a miniskirt bar. Emily, my escape attendant has a posterior near the presence of the aircraft, close to the galley where she preps my meal.

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

"Can I get you anything to imbibe Mr. Porter ?"Emily would ask me every so often. Still sense Weird to be addressed by my new name.

Eventually, I step out of my cubicle, as I like to squall it, and earn my way towards the back of the aircraft and to the mini bar. I grab a beer from the electric refrigerator and sit down on the couch beside it.

I push the Flight meeter hollo button remote and signal for Emily to come to me.

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

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

Emily returns momentarily and pours the whiskey in both glasses.

"Is there a reason you wanted the spear carrier meth Mr. doorkeeper ?"she asks.

I smile at her and nod.

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

Emily kindly refrains from doing so saying she's on the job and in uniform and all this former nonsense, but I try to convince her regardless to sit and drink in one toast with me.

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

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

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

I grab my glass and heave mine up with hers.

"Cheers."

We both drink the whiskey in one shot.

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

I tell Emily as a lot as I can about who I was without revealing too many details. I don't give her my previous name or where I'm from for prudence. As a matter of fact, from what Emily has told me so far about her job, she works for a private company that transports all sort of business men around the globe. Many have had hidden identicalness and aliases as well. Some were government activity contract bridge and others were people in Witness protective cover. Many she has transported work for the CIA and other government way. So without a doubt in my judgement, I knew I could rely her with telling my report ... just without any figure and locations.

I tell her about how I fell in love with a woman who had a deranged overjealous husband. About what he did to me and to her inside 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 earnest fascination for what I have to say.

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

I think about it and shrug.

"Honestly ... I don't know. I have a set of education and information 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 walks toward the front of the plane.

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

I take a effective look at my friendly hostess. I never really point out how beautiful she is. She wears on a tight white collared shirt that hugs her medium sized tit and a black mini tie around her neck opening. On her chief, she wears a stewardess hat which reminds me of something Navy leghorn would have on. Emily has a tight mini skirt on with panty hosiery on and high school dog. Her skirt does a marvelous job of showing how round and curvy her ass is. Emily looks to be in her early thirties with blonde hair and tan skin.

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

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

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

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

I shrug."I'm all set ... you've been so kind to me ... .feels nice to be able to talk to someone about all the Irish bull I've been through the last year."

Emily stares at me with a sincere look of sympathy. With her sitting just inches from me, I eye her up and down really admiring her looking at. Her cleavage exposed to me and her sweep legs showing me how stocky her ass is from the incline. For the first time in months, I'm feeling something I haven't felt since I've awaken from my coma : Amytal musket ball !

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

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

"King Oliver you've been through so lots pain and suffering. I can't imagine what you're feeling right now. I wish I could choose away all the hurt that you're feeling and be able to ensure that you'll be ok."She tells me this as she reaches over and grabs my hand. I feel like I might just burst forth in my gasp ! My peter hurts from the force per unit area of my legs keeping it tucked down !

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

Emily flashes a smile at me.

"I like that ! That's a dandy way to think of this spot !"

Emily still holding onto my hand clears her pharynx and looks me in the eyes.

"So Oliver ... about this new adventure ... can I assist you celebrate this fresh startle of yours ?"

A bit bedevil, I ask her what she means.

She then stands up excitedly, and walks to the backrest of the airplane. She reaches into the miniskirt crew closet and pulls out her overnight luggage. Inside of it, she reaches in and takes out a pocket-sized garden pink bag.

I'm still a picayune confused as she makes her way back over to me and onto the couch.

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

I grab the pink bag from Emily and unzip it.

My optic widen when I stare at the cognitive content of the bag.

A bottleful of lotion, safe, an anal stopper, lube, and perfume.

I'm speechless at first but I'm able-bodied to verbalise up.

"I'd honey to celebrate a sassy start with you."

Emily shifts herself and onto my lap. She gets very close to my human face and whispers,

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

With that, our lips touch and ignition lock.

We start slow down at firstly, until I feel Emily's tongue start invading my mouth.

We fondle and embrace each other as our tongues wrestle each other. My hands reach down to her waistline and below as I get a near feel of her ass cheek.

My flight attendant begins to grind herself on my crotch as I rub her ass.

I feel her legs transmutation on each position as she kicks off her heels. As I shove my tongue down Emily's throat, all I can think about are my senses coming back to life ! The way her pilus thicket on my face and neck. How she smells of lavender and cocoanut oil. Her breath tasting minty with the leftover of the whiskey we both indulged. All the patch thinking how horny I was at the same time ! Emily has my tool at its toilsome it's been in calendar month ! Oh the joy of being able to satisfy my sexual urge after such a magnanimous drought !

She continues to grind herself on me as we kiss.

Eventually, I pull her off me just to pass off !

She laughs when I do so.

"Too lots legal action for you ?"

I pull myself up and stand facing her.

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

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

Emily closes her eyes moaning softly enjoying the tickling whizz of my candy kiss and nibbling. I unbutton her shirt completely and pluck it off exposing her white lacy bra. With a speedy jab behind her back, my hands swiftly find her straps. I hear the magic pawl as her bra falls down onto the story. With her black tie still around her neck, I take a good look at her nude boob in awe. Emily has medium sized knocker that are perky with toughened tit. I stand staring at those beautiful Earth in front of me.

Emily rolls her eyes with a smile. She takes my hired man and puts them up to her breast.

"Stop staring and taste them already."

Immediately I'm taken out of my spell, and reality recoil in. I sit back onto the lounge 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 left tit and go forward to gently lick her mamilla. I've never seen nipples as hard as hers ! Emily continues to moan softly as I switch around licking each of her knocker and nipples. I find the courage, and bite them as I hold her down on my lap to keep on her from squirming.

"Oh YES ! Oh YES Oliver !"My stewardess encourages me to nibble on her mamilla.

I proceed to massage her bosom for a little while as we continue to kiss and cover each other.

Emily then decides that it's clip to continue. She pushes her way off my lap, as she stands up. She turns around and bends over, pulling her bird down in the process, leaving me the perfect view of her panty and pantyhose.

She gives me a slope glance smiling as she bends back down and slowly pull off her thin black step-in, showing me her unornamented ass and duncish pussy brim. Swiftly, she tosses both to the side and backs her way into my face.

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

"Fuck yeah baby ! Hmmmm ! ! !"

I continue to bring around with Emily's ass slapping it a bit watch her cheeks joggle. She shakes her tush in my face as she bends over bringing it close to my font giving me an bewilder puff of her slit and ass.

"taste sensation me baby."

I take my tongue and begin to eat the crease of her clitoris as my nose is buried into her asshole. I circle my lingua around her outer snatch lips, eventually making its way up to her ass. I open Emily's ass all-embracing as I can, allowing her to gawk her delicious maw. With two fingers, I bury them deep into her ass causing her to gasp.

"bastard ! Yes sister ! finger my crocked ass !"

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

"Oh fuck yes ! FINGER THAT SOB ! ass ! ! Oh SHIT ! That's the pip ! ! !"

Emily takes ascendence once again stepping forward away from me.

She reaches into her pink bag and pulls out her lubricating substance and posterior plug. She pours a shit incumbrance of lubricator on her script and then her plug. She reaches behind herself and slowly fingers her asshole.

Emily lays back onto the couch and passes me her sparking plug.

"Do me a favor hun and put this sucker up my ass please ?"I didn't need to hear her say THAT twice ! I grab her spark plug and adjust it with her asshole. Emily spreads her legs apart to make it sluttish for me. She spreads her asscheeks and gapes her hole once again allowing me to put the plug deep into her without any fuss. With my hand covered in lubricating substance, I lean into Emily and get to kiss her once again as I play with her clit. She groans as she pulls me closer and snog me enjoying the sensation. Emily pulls me away.

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

Emily pulls my shirt off and tosses it to the side. She signals me to stand up. She grabs my belt and unbuckles it. She then yanks down my pants and underclothes together, allowing my tool to finally stand at attention freely !

She takes a few second gear to admire the size and look of it. Emily then pushes me hard back into the couch and climbs her way on top of me.

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

I nod with lust as I watch Emily take her lingua and swivel it around my helmet. She licks my tip and slowly licks her way up and down my scape. I grunt enjoying the very familiar sense datum of being licked like an ice ointment cone. 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 other !

Emily then begins to suck me off slowly at first but increases her pace bobbing her capitulum up and down. She stares at me as she does so obviously enjoying the fact that I'm in the high temperature of the mo enjoying it all ! Emily surprises me next when I feel her forefinger squeezing into my prick !

"Oh SHIT ! What the roll in the hay ? ?"

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

She smirks at me catching her breath.

"Do you like this ?"

I shake my head teacher excitedly with her fingerbreadth still up my ass.

"I was not expecting that at all !"

Emily smirks again.

"Good."

With that, she begins to thumb my ass as her backtalk make way to my orchis. She engulfs my integral pouch into her oral fissure and begins to take up on them while fingering me.

My heart were practically rolled to the spinal column of my head ! Who is this woman ? ? ?

I could not believe what a junky my escape tender is ! Emily then begins to lick my Lucille Ball dismission all the way up to my shaft. She does this for a few mo until I'm unable to manage the state of affairs any longer.

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

She immediately pulls her finger out of my ass, and starts to jacklight me off intensely ! As soon as her sass touch the tip of my tool, I erupt my lading down her pharynx ! This having to be my first coming in almost six months, I'm shocked to see the sum of jizz shooting out of me into Emily's lip ! And she takes ALL of it, struggling to go on from spitting some out.

Once I'm able-bodied 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.

"fountainhead ... five calendar month in a comatoseness 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 feel the thirst rush in. I watch her walk away to the ship's galley to get us some drunkenness. She's completely naked only leaving on her back tie around her neck and her shiny butt plug in her ass.

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

"Just a head teacher up Emily and Oliver, we're about to hit some moderate turbulence, so please sit down and buckle up until we turn off the seat belt sign giving you the all-clear that it's safe to go about the cabin."

We hear a senior high chime as the maitre d'hotel illuminates the seatbelt sign.

"Damnit ! Just when the real fun was about to start !"Emily exclaims.

That's when my mastermind hits a great idea.

"Why halt here ? master 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 body of work for us here eh ?"

Emily's eyes widen from excitement

"I'm totally up for that !"

Emily then begins to grind her hips on me as she slowly starts to spring on my pecker. She slowly rides my shaft bouncing up and down, keeping my hawkshaw hardened inside her.

Few transactions pass and suddenly we're hit with some turbulence ! I grab onto Emily's waistline for support, keeping her steady on top of me so she doesn't gloaming.

The plane begins to knock around up and down aggressively. The turbulence felt a bit more grave than just"moderate."

I continue to concord onto Emily as the plane bounces up and down. With the turbulence shaking the plane, Emily shifts up and down on my cock. We both moan together enjoying the feeling of Mother Nature doing the work for us.

"Oh screw yes Oliver ! screw me !"Emily screams.

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

The turbulence went on for about 10 minutes as Emily rode me. Eventually, the turbulence went from shaking the aeroplane up and down to side to side, allowing Emily to bray herself on my peter.

"Oh Oliver ... I'm going to cum child !"

With the help of the Sturm und Drang, I'm capable to occupy over. I pull her closer to me as I begin to throw off my dead body up and down increasing my pace.

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

"FUUUUUCK ! ! !"

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

"sanctum diddlyshit ! That was phenomenal baby ! And the whole turbulence affair ? ? unbelievable ! !"

We catch our breaths once more. I was on the verge of cumming again, so my dick stayed hard.

Emily laid down on the couch catching her intimation. I glance down her naked sweaty body. Her shiny plug caught my aid once again.

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

Emily gives me a dirty smile.

"Go for it !"

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

"Fill me baby !"

I grab her and lean her spinal column into the corner of the couch and spread her leg blanket apart.

With one knee on the floor and the former on the end of the lounge, I grab my dick and easily insert it whole into her dickhead.

Emily's oculus widen as she gasps.

"FUCK !"

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

"C'mon Oliver ! piece of ass my loaded asshole ! shag my ass ! I'm not afraid of that big cock of yours in my butthole ! So sleep with it ! shag MY ASS ! !"

As I continued to Egyptian pound this horny flight of stairs attendant in the ass, I grab her breasts and seize with teeth down hard on her tit, causing her to scream even more !

My secondment climax being moment away, I then pull my cock out immediately and shove the entireness of it into her pussy as I release my irregular payload trench into Emily.

"FUUUUUCK ! ! ! Oh SHIT ! ! ! Cum in my pussy ! ! ! ! YESSSS ! ! !"

My indorse load was almost as big as my first ! As soon as I'm evacuate, I pull out of her and stand up.

"gustatory sensation my seminal fluid you stewardess whore !"

I reach into her kitty and dig the remnants of my burden out of her. Emily grabs my hand and shoves my fingerbreadth in her mouth licking up my nerve.

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

With that, Emily stands up and osculation me.

"Hope you're satisfied with that fresh commencement celebration."

"That was incredible. Started off with a charge !"I said jokingly.

Emily cleans herself up as she prepares the aircraft for arriver. I'm capable to dampen up and make clean our area up while we start our descent into Italy.

metre flies when you're having a great time !

As soon as the bike touch the ground in Genova, Italian Republic I receive an automated school text message on my headphone.

"VERNAZZA"it reads.

I look up the location on my phone using the maps. The fastest way to get there is by string. From the look of it, the geartrain place is a few blockage from the airport and has regular inspection and repair to and from the region of Vernazza. The next train leafage in about 45 minutes.

Once the sheet is completely stopped and parked at the hangar, Emily opens up the main cabin threshold and the flight deck of cards door for the pilot.

She makes an declaration on the PA,

"Welcome to Genoa Italy !"

I grab my pocketbook and walk to to the front of the planer.

"Good luck Mr. porter on all your future tense endeavors."Emily reaches and gives me a hug acting polite and professional as both of the fender are in sight of us.

If only they knew about her little"jubilation"she did for me.

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

I say my thanks to both original for the safe flying and make my way into the airdock which leads to a small terminal.

Inside the terminal, I'm surprised to see a valet de chambre in a causa holding a house with the name"Joseph Oliver Porter."

"Mr. William Sydney Porter ?"I greet him as he tells me that he is my expatriation to the train station. I thank him as he helps me with my bags to the taxicab.

As we drive along the coast of Italian Republic, I stare at the quartz blue sky urine and the lush greenery all around me. I really think I'm gon na like it here !

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

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

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

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

We role mode as I wait for my geartrain to deal me to my new home.

The wait is short and I'm able to hop on the string over to Vernazza.

The ride took just under two minute. I look at the name of the gearing stop I'm instructed to get off at.

I grab my suitcase and brain to the third house area of the station.

I remembered Jeff's instruction about texting the only contact lens on my headphone. I text"ARRIVED"to a ling P. on my phone. I'm still confused as to who this broom is. Is she a tour templet ? A local anesthetic villager who happens to fuck Jeff ?

Almost immediately, my phone vibrates and receives a reply.

"I'll be there shortly."

About an hour of waiting, I'm almost ready to shout this Heather person. It's been a farseeing journey getting here and all I wanted to do in my new home is to get a Nice repast and some sleep.

"Mr. Cole Albert Porter ?"I turn to face the oddly familiar articulation and I'm surprised to see Heather ... ..also known as Violet Elizabeth Taylor !

"Violet ? ?"

With tears in her oculus, violet embraces me.

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

As violet holds onto me with dear liveliness, I'm finally capable to let reality sink in and I lean into her and plant a kiss on her soft lips. We kissed passionately for some time holding each other, trying to make the moment last.

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

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

She helps with my travelling bag as we walk together out of the wagon train station and outside. I'm surrounded by sweetheart as I stare at the coast to my left, hills upon hill of Greenwich Village on my right field, and a river in the marrow.

"Where's the car ?"I ask.

Violet grinning,"Absolutely no auto out here sweetie. This region is very private and secluded to society. This is as far as the gearing will go. Other than that, boats or helicopters are the way into this sphere.

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

Violet takes me to a small gravy holder and loads up my clobber onto it. I noticed in pocket-size black lettering the figure"ostiary"on the side of the boat.

"So ... I take that we're the Katherine Anne Porter huh ?"

reddish blue looks at me with a big smile on her face.

"Yes indeed ... earmark me to enter myself to you Oliver. My epithet is Heather. Heather Cole Albert Porter ... .your wife."

Heather reaches over and buss me.

All of this look surreal ! !

"Well nice to officially meet you Heather ... sweetie."

I give her a snog back.

Heather unties our boat from the sour grass, and begins to manoeuvre us up the river.

It's about an hr drive up the river. We spend time catching up with our lives.

ling has changed a lot since we've conclusion seen each other, the horrifying night we had at the motel. She's very tan from the clime of our new dwelling. Heather is now a brunette with straight hair cut short. She's lost some weight as her eubstance 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 schoolhouse together all their lives. How he was like a chum to her. She tells me that Jeff was in the Department of Homeland Security back in the US and how he had mightily connections around the ball. That explained how he was capable to enshroud up the slaying of her married man, a peculiar ops navy sealing wax. Jeff had a squad of people dispose of Clark Taylor and fake our deaths to avoid our house being in danger for the slaying of Mr. Taylor.

Once Violet ( heather mixture ) knew that I was going to be ok, when I was an a medically stimulate coma, Jeff set up her alias and sent her over to Italy months in advance to allow me to convalesce while she set up our new home plate.

Heather continued the conversation with telling me how she traveled all around the country and befriended many locals in the hamlet. She told me her Italian was getting better each day and can't wait to learn me !

We then arrive at a humble dock with a couple of other sauceboat. I grab legal age of my dish as Heather leads the way up the Alfred Hawthorne. We get to the top, and make our way to a private path which takes us to a beautiful small business firm overlooking the coast and a majuscule eyeshot of our hamlet called"quint Terre."

"So settle in St. Luke ... .I bastardly Oliver haha. That's going to be quite an adjustment to get used to."We both laugh as I drop my bags into our room. Heather gives me the grand turn of our house. 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 cognize how I could ever thank you for what you did for me that night back in the motel."

I walk over to broom and enwrap my limb around her. We lean into each other with our foreheads touching.

"broom ... you saved me that night. All I could think about was you. How I could not stand to live the eternal sleep of my life without you. I did what I had to do ... there are issue to what my action did. We won't ever be able to return to the US or see our folk again ... but none of that matters because I have all I need ... .right in front of me."

heather mixture and I leaned closer. We shared a trench passionate kiss as husband and wife.

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We continued our kiss as my putz penetrated heather's tight pussy. It had been so long ! Together we fuck in unison on our bed, rocking it.

"Make making love to me baby ... I want you deeper in me !"heather cried.

I sink my brass into the pillow beside her face as I began to get a familiar touch sensation of an coming coming. Heather bites down on my shoulder joint begging for more.

My hands rub her body all over. From her breasts with her newly pierced pap, all the way down her waist. I massage her warm up sweaty body as I thrust my cock in and out of her pussy.

As I began to climax, Heather began to scream.

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

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

In the same way that hoi polloi see their life sentence flash before their eyes right before dying, I saw my life flash with every moment I've shared with Heather back when we were St. Luke and Violet.

Our low nighttime together. Our vacation to Mexico. Sharing her with her sister Linda. Our separation during the fourth dimension her ex took over her lifespan. Our days locked up in that motel by that psycho. How he tortured me and raped her. And of course of instruction the screams ... the terrible screams after the gun went off. I saw ALL of those moments when my sexual climax hit ling heavy.

We lay down together catching our breaths.

"Joseph Oliver ?"

"Yes Scots heather ?"

"I love you."

I lean into my married woman kissing her showing my love for her.

From that degree on, I knew that no topic what challenges we faced ... we'd be alright. We had each other. That's all that mattered. New names, new alias, new homes, new spirit. heather mixture will always declare a special place in my sum. Heather ... Ms. Taylor the MILF.

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My heart is pounding. I see him ! My bridge player have been freed finally after COUNTLESS attempt of cutting the rophy that have imprisoned me. It's been solar day without food or water. I'm so weak at this point in time. With his vertebral column turned to me, I stand up quickly. My knee joint are so weak from being tied to a chair for 24-hour interval, it's hard for me to stand.

"WHAT THE FUCK ? ? GET vertebral column IN YOUR behind NOW gripe ! ! ! ! !"He screams at me and reaches for his blade. That same sword that he has used to slash my nerve, arms, and pectus. I grab the gun on the desk. He shoves me to the level and we wrestle, both of us trying to overcome each other.

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

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"NOOOOOOOOOOOO ! ! ! ! ! !"

I wake up drenched in effort. I try to catch my breath and find my calm.

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

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

broom 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 infant. You need to let it go. It's been over three years. It's all in the past times. I need you to just catch one's breath for me. Go outside and get some fresh air if you need to."

Taking her advice, I kiss her. I get out of bed, and walk to our small kitchen. I wash my face with cold water and toast down a turgid cup for rehydration.

I walk out the front door and down our private path. The genius are bright in the sky and the Sun Myung Moon is in full upshot. It's a gorgeous evening as the moon reflects upon the Italian River in our little small town.

I stop once I reach the cliff, close to the lead that's connected to the rest of the little Greenwich Village in this Italian neighborhood. Our village is very common soldier with absolutely no admission to railroad car. just way in is by boat or helicopter.

I stop and think about how my life has turned the concluding few days ever since that summer day I came back home to see Mrs Taylor ( Heather ). I think about my house that I left behind back in the United States. I miss them so lots, but I know that I can never return back. I'm a spook. Violet is a wraith. We both died that day, according to the police force, seashore guard duty, and all other Search and Rescue teams. We were given new biography. New false name. A fresh starting signal ... .on the one experimental condition that we could never go back home. Ever.

It's a quiet and peaceful station here and I've adjusted well to it all. I work at a local grocery store and I also fish by the coast for a living. Violet sells jewellery and early supplement all around townsfolk to the tourist that come from around the world. animation is honest ... but I still deal with my daimon I just can't let go. They haunt me and take me back to that day when the public as I knew it came crashing down ! They come in the variant of nightmare mostly. I've gotten better as sentence goes by, but they're still there. If it wasn't for heather, I don't think I could ever handle it. The fear. The guilt. The harm. It's a permanent cicatrice for life that I can only treat but can never heal. Don't get me untimely ... 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 expectant boulder, overlooking the coast. I close my optic. I take cryptic breaths. I listen to the calm sounds of the breeze and the waves of the piss crashing into shore. It's the best remedy for me to calm myself down. The well way that I can describe it is a peace beyond understanding that embraces me ... telling me that everything is going to be alright.

I get up and start to run. I feel the walkover against my expression and I run faster ! I run down the track taking me all throughout the villages. clip flies by because when I stop to trance my breathing time, I look across The valley and see the sun beginning to rise.

I walk back home with a smile on my face. Everything is going to be ok ! I take the last turn by the lead and up the cliff where my firm is up, down a common soldier pathway. It's fourth dimension to awaken up heather for breakfast, and start our day.

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

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

With a smile I tell her I have a break idea.

We head back to the kitchen after an astonish round of vivid yet passionate sex. Breakfast quickly had turned into prepping for dejeuner. living IS serious !



CONCLUSION :

A few hebdomad after me and Heather had sex after she disrobed herself in the kitchen, Heather got really purge. I took her to the local hospital and we discovered the newsworthiness : she was pregnant !

Nine calendar month later, broom gave birth to our son. We named him Gospel According to Luke ! Both of us were happy taking care of Luke and raising him up. We were hesitating about telling him our story one day. How our human relationship began and our struggles of getting to where we were present day. I guess we'll have to wait and see. meter will tell.

THE END !

Thanks for all the love and support !

This series took me over three class to write and finish !

To do up for the time in between each division of this serial publication, I will republish each floor daily beginning in Feb 2019 ! !

Sir Thomas More report soon to cum !