Part 8 : A New showtime

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It's a retentive escape all the way to Italian Republic. I try to sustain myself busy in the air. The briefcase that Mr. Jeff gave me included a laptop.

I do a lot of research on living in EC, the beautiful village I'm supposed to motivate to, the basics of speaking Italian, etc.

I am not able to sleep one bit.

My flight attendant onboard the plane with me is named Emily. She takes great care 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 billet space within my sit area. It's very private, having a door to the side to get in and out of where my seat is. Actually made me feel of import for some intellect. On the exterior of my seating area, there's a couple of couches and recliners, as well as a miniskirt bar. Emily, my escape meeter has a seat near the front man of the aircraft, close to the galley where she preps my repast.

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

"Can I get you anything to drink Mr. Porter ?"Emily would ask me every so often. Still feels Wyrd to be addressed by my new epithet.

Eventually, I step out of my booth, as I like to call it, and take a crap my way towards the spine 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 trajectory concomitant predict clitoris remote and signal for Emily to come to me.

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

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

Emily returns momentarily and pours the whisky in both glasses.

"Is there a reason you wanted the extra glass Mr. Cole Porter ?"she asks.

I smile at her and nod.

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

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

"C'mon Emily ... just one drunkenness. You've been so form to me on this new journey of mine. I'm a new man ! If I'm being honorable ... 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 Oliver ... .just one drink."

I grab my deoxyephedrine and salary increase mine up with hers.

"Cheers."

We both drink the whisky in one shot.

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

I tell Emily as a great deal as I can about who I was without revealing too many details. I don't give her my previous epithet or where I'm from for circumspection. As a thing of fact, from what Emily has told me so far about her job, she works for a buck private company that transports all sorts of stage business men around the ball. Many have had hidden individuality and assumed name as well. Some were government contracts and others were people in attestator Protection. Many she has transported piece of work for the CIA and other government agencies. So without a doubt in my mind, I knew I could commit her with telling my story ... just without any names and locations.

I tell her about how I fell in honey with a woman who had a deranged covetous 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 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 Italy ?"

I think about it and shrug.

"Honestly ... I don't know. I have a set of instructions and info 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 senior pilot is calling to check up on me."

I take a practiced look at my friendly stewardess. I never really point out how beautiful she is. She wears on a tight Patrick Victor Martindale White collared shirt that hugs her medium size breasts and a opprobrious mini tie around her cervix. On her drumhead, she wears a stewardess hat which reminds me of something Navy sailors would have on. Emily has a pie-eyed mini dame on with panty hose on and in high spirits heels. Her wench does a marvelous job of showing how round and curvy her ass is. Emily looks to be in her too soon XXX with blond hairsbreadth and tan skin.

Emily speaks to the pilot burner for a few minutes. 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 practiced. No worries."

"Can I get you anything else for right hand 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 hoot I've been through the lowest year."

Emily stares at me with a sincere look of fellow feeling. With her sitting just inches from me, I eye her up and down really admiring her expression. Her cleavage exposed to me and her crossed legs showing me how heavyset her ass is from the side. For the low fourth dimension in month, I'm feeling something I haven't felt since I've awaken from my coma : Blue Balls !

I'm able to discreetly go on my erection hidden without drawing any attending.

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

"Oliver you've been through so often painful sensation and suffering. I can't imagine what you're feeling right now. I wish I could take 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 snaffle my mitt. I feel like I might just burst forth in my bloomers ! My dick hurts from the imperativeness of my legs keeping it tucked down !

"Uhh ... thanks Emily. As much as this sucks ... I like to look at the confirming side of this and mean that this is just a new adventure I'm about to set about. I'm a new man and this is a new commencement. So out with the old and in with the new."

Emily flashes a grinning at me.

"I like that ! That's a not bad way to suppose of this situation !"

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

"So Oliver ... about this new adventure ... can I serve you observe this fresh start of yours ?"

A bit befuddle, I ask her what she means.

She then stands up excitedly, and pass to the back of the airplane. She reaches into the miniskirt crew closet and pulls out her nightlong baggage. Inside of it, she reaches in and takes out a humble pink bag.

I'm still a trivial 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 eyes widen when I stare at the contents of the bag.

A bottle of lotion, condoms, an anal male plug, lube, and perfume.

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

"I'd love to observe a fresh start with you."

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

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

With that, our sass touch and lock.

We start slow at offset, until I feel Emily's tongue get-go invading my mouth.

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

My flying accompaniment begins to grind herself on my private parts as I rub her ass.

I feel her wooden leg faulting on each English as she kicks off her heels. As I shove my spit down Emily's throat, all I can think about are my senses coming back to life ! The way her haircloth light touch on my expression and neck. How she smells of lavender and coconut oil. Her breath tasting minty with the remnant of the whisky we both indulged. All the spell thinking how horny I was at the same time ! Emily has my cock at its difficult it's been in months ! Oh the joy of being able to fulfill my intimate itch after such a large drouth !

She continues to mash herself on me as we kiss.

Eventually, I pull her off me just to breathe !

She laughs when I do so.

"Too much 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 kiss her neck biting it gently as my hands begin to unbutton her shirt.

Emily closes her eyes moaning softly enjoying the tickling sensations of my osculation and nibbling. I unbutton her shirt completely and take out it off exposing her tweed lacy bra. With a rapid thrust behind her back, my hired hand swiftly find her shoulder strap. I hear the magic click as her bra falls down onto the story. With her Joseph Black tie still around her neck, I take a good look at her naked breasts in awe. Emily has medium sized breasts that are buoyant with hardened mamilla. I stand staring at those beautiful globes in front of me.

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

"Stop staring and smack them already."

Immediately I'm taken out of my trance, and reality bang in. I sit back onto the lounge behind me. Emily gets back onto my lap as I take her white meat and rub them back and Forth River against my nerve. I grab her left tit and carry on to gently lick her mammilla. I've never seen pap as hard as hers ! Emily continues to moan softly as I switch around licking each of her boob and teat. I find the courage, and bite them as I hold her down on my lap to hold back her from squirming.

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

I proceed to massage her breast for a little while as we continue to kiss and espouse 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 chick down in the process, leaving me the perfect view of her panty and pantyhose.

She gives me a position glance grin as she bends back down and slowly pulls off her dilute black pantie, showing me her bare ass and thickly pussy lips. 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 firm curvy ass.

"ass yeah baby ! Hmmmm ! ! !"

I continue to play around with Emily's ass slapping it a bit sentinel her cheek jiggle. She shakes her bottom in my face as she bends over bringing it close to my look giving me an amazing whiff of her snatch and ass.

"taste me baby."

I take my tongue and set about to eat the folds of her clitoris as my nozzle is buried into her arse. I circle my tongue around her outer pussy lips, eventually making its way up to her ass. I open Emily's ass full as I can, allowing her to gape her delectable hole. With two fingers, I bury them mysterious into her ass causing her to gasp.

"Shit ! Yes baby ! Finger my mean ass !"

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

"Oh fuck yes ! FINGER THAT prick ! shag ! ! Oh SHIT ! That's the smudge ! ! !"

Emily takes control once again stepping forward away from me.

She reaches into her pink bag and pulls out her lubricator and butt stopper. She pours a asshole lading of lubricator on her handwriting and then her plug. She reaches behind herself and slowly fingers her cocksucker.

Emily lays back onto the couch and passes me her spark 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 hack and coordinate it with her whoreson. Emily spreads her ramification apart to make it light for me. She spreads her asscheeks and gapes her hole once again allowing me to put the plug deep into her without any trouble. With my helping hand covered in lube, I lean into Emily and begin to kiss her once again as I play with her clitoris. She groans as she pulls me closer and kisses me enjoying the ace. Emily pulls me away.

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

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

She takes a few seconds to admire the size and look of it. Emily then pushes me concentrated back into the frame and climbs her way on top of me.

"I want you to just slacken babe ... and search me in the eyes ... can you do that for me ?"

I nod with lust as I watch Emily take her knife and swivel it around my helmet. She licks my tip and slowly licks her way up and down my jibe. I grunt enjoying the very companion maven of being licked like an ice emollient cone. Violet just loved doing that for me while she sucked me off. Oh how it's felt like eld since we've last seen each other !

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

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

Emily continues to bob her mind up and down faster chocking on her saliva with my precum. Emily releases her sassing from my dick to retrieve some air.

She smirks at me catching her breathing time.

"Do you like this ?"

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

"I was not expecting that at all !"

Emily smirks again.

"Good."

With that, she begins to finger my ass as her backtalk make way to my testicle. She engulfs my total paper bag into her rima oris and begins to suck on them while fingering me.

My eyes were practically rolled to the back of my head ! Who is this woman ? ? ?

I could not trust what a addict my flight attendant is ! Emily then begins to lick my Ball sack all the way up to my barb. She does this for a few minutes until I'm unable to cover the situation any longer.

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

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

Once I'm able to tranquillize 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 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 feel the thirst rush in. I watch her walk away to the galley to get us some drinking. She's completely naked only leaving on her back tie around her neck and her glistening butt jade in her ass.

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

"Just a headway up Emily and Joseph Oliver, we're about to hit some curb turbulence, so please sit down and buckle up until we turn off the seat belt signaling giving you the all-clear that it's safe to move about the cabin."

We hear a high chime as the Captain illuminates the seat belt sign.

"Damnit ! Just when the tangible fun was about to begin !"Emily exclaims.

That's when my brain hits a big idea.

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

Emily's heart widen from excitement

"I'm totally up for that !"

Emily then begins to bray her rose hip on me as she slowly starts to bounce on my cock. She slowly rides my calamus bouncing up and down, keeping my gumshoe hardened inside her.

Few minutes pass and suddenly we're hit with some turbulency ! I grab onto Emily's waistline for support, keeping her unfluctuating on top of me so she doesn't fall.

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

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

"Oh ass 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 minutes as Emily rode me. Eventually, the turbulence went from shaking the plane up and down to side to side, allowing Emily to grind herself on my dick.

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

With the assistant of the upheaval, I'm able to take over. I pull her closer to me as I begin to rock my body up and down increasing my pace.

Emily begs for me to have intercourse her faster as I enjoy the sounds of her scream and my dick clapping her cheeks.

"FUUUUUCK ! ! !"

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

"holy Shit ! That was phenomenal infant ! And the whole turbulence thing ? ? Incredible ! !"

We catch our breathing place once more. I was on the brink of cumming again, so my tool stayed hard.

Emily laid down on the couch catching her breath. I glance down her raw sweaty body. Her shiny fire hydrant caught my attention once again.

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

Emily gives me a dirty smile.

"Go for it !"

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

"Fill me child !"

I grab her and lean her back into the recession of the couch and spread her stage spacious apart.

With one genu on the story and the other on the end of the couch, I grab my shaft and easily enclose it entirely into her asshole.

Emily's eyes widen as she gasps.

"shag !"

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

"C'mon Oliver ! Fuck my smashed asshole ! Fuck my ass ! I'm not afraid of that big turncock of yours in my butthole ! So fuck it ! screw MY ASS ! !"

As I continued to Irish punt this corneous flight meeter in the ass, I grab her knocker and burn down hard on her tit, causing her to scream even more !

My second orgasm being moments away, I then pull in my tool out immediately and shove the entirety of it into her pussy as I release my second load deep into Emily.

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

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

"Taste my seed you stewardess whore !"

I reach into her pussy and dig the leftover of my cargo out of her. Emily seize my hand and shoves my fingers in her mouth licking up my spunk.

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

With that, Emily stands up and osculation me.

"Bob Hope you're fill with that fresh starting line celebration."

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

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

metre flies when you're having a neat meter !

As soon as the wheels touch the ground in Genoa, Italy I receive an automatize text edition message on my earphone.

"VERNAZZA"it reads.

I look up the positioning on my telephone set using the maps. The fastest way to get there is by wagon train. From the spirit of it, the power train station is a few blocks from the airport and has regular service to and from the realm of Vernazza. The next train parting in about 45 minutes.

Once the planing machine is completely block and parked at the airdock, Emily opens up the principal cabin door and the flight deck room access for the airplane pilot.

She makes an announcement on the PA,

"Welcome to Genova Italy !"

I grab my traveling bag and walk to to the front man of the plane.

"commodity luck Mr. Porter on all your future endeavors."Emily reaches and gives me a hug acting polite and pro as both of the pilots are in sight of us.

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

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

I say my thanks to both airplane pilot for the safety flight and make my way into the hangar which leads to a small terminal.

Inside the pole, I'm surprised to see a gentleman in a suit holding a signaling with the name"Oliver Porter."

"Mr. Katherine Anne Porter ?"I greet him as he tells me that he is my exile to the train post. I thank him as he helps me with my bags to the taxi.

As we drive along the coast of Italy, I stare at the quartz blue 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 hack 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 post and Mr. Roberto helps me with my purse into the station.

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

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

We part style as I wait for my train to take aim me to my new home.

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

The ride took just under two hours. I look at the public figure of the geartrain diaphragm I'm instructed to get off at.

I grab my bags and caput to the lobby expanse of the station.

I remembered Jeff's command about texting the only link on my headphone. I text"ARRIVED"to a heather P. on my speech sound. I'm still confused as to who this ling is. Is she a spell guide ? A local villager who happens to know Jeff ?

Almost immediately, my speech sound vibrates and receives a reply.

"I'll be there shortly."

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

"Mr. Porter ?"I turn to confront the oddly comrade voice and I'm surprised to see broom ... ..also known as Violet Taylor !

"Violet ? ?"

With weeping in her middle, 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 sprightliness, I'm finally capable to let realism go under in and I lean into her and plant a buss on her soft lips. We kissed passionately for some fourth dimension holding each other, trying to make the moment last.

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

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

She helps with my bags as we walk together out of the power train station and external. I'm surrounded by looker as I stare at the coast to my left, hills upon Alfred Hawthorne of villages on my right, and a river in the sum.

"Where's the car ?"I ask.

Violet grin,"Absolutely no auto out here sweetie. This region is very secret and secluded to society. This is as far as the train will go. Other than that, boats or eggbeater are the way into this orbit.

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

violet takes me to a minor boat and loads up my stuff onto it. I noticed in minor black lettering the gens"Porter"on the face 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 ... allow me to introduce myself to you Joseph Oliver. My public figure is Scots heather. broom Porter ... .your wife."

broom reaches over and kiss me.

All of this feels surreal ! !

"wellspring nice to officially meet you Scots heather ... sweetie."

I give her a candy kiss back.

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

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

broom has changed a lot since we've last seen each other, the horrifying night we had at the motel. She's very tan from the climate of our new home base. Heather is now a brunet with unbent hair cut short. She's lost some weight as her body is more gymnastic, 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 life-time. How he was like a brother to her. She tells me that Jeff was in the Department of Homeland Security back in the US and how he had powerful connections around the globe. That explained how he was able to cover up the slaying of her married man, a exceptional ops Navy Seal. Jeff had a team of people dispose of Clark President Taylor and fake our deaths to avoid our mob being in danger for the execution of Mr. Taylor.

Once violet ( Calluna vulgaris ) knew that I was going to be ok, when I was an a medically make coma, Jeff set up her assumed name and sent her over to Italy months in progression to allow me to recuperate while she set up our new plate.

heather continued the conversation with telling me how she traveled all around the land and befriended many locals in the village. She told me her Italian was getting ameliorate each day and can't wait to teach me !

We then arrive at a minuscule dock with a distich of other boats. I grab bulk of my bags as Calluna vulgaris leads the way up the mound. We get to the top, and make our way to a private path which takes us to a beautiful lowly theatre overlooking the coast and a great view of our village called"Cinque Terre."

"So conciliate in Gospel of Luke ... .I bastardly Joseph Oliver haha. That's going to be quite an registration to get used to."We both laugh as I drop my bags into our room. Heather gives me the grand tour of our firm. She takes superbia in showing me her garden in our backyard.

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

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

I walk over to Heather and wrap my munition around her. We lean into each other with our foreheads touching.

"broom ... you saved me that night. All I could recollect about was you. How I could not place upright to live the eternal rest of my living without you. I did what I had to do ... there are consequences to what my actions did. We won't ever be able to take back to the US or see our fellowship again ... but none of that matters because I have all I need ... .right in front of me."

ling and I leaned closer. We shared a cryptical passionate kiss as husband and wife.

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We continued our candy kiss as my gumshoe penetrated Heather's smashed pussy. It had been so long ! Together we fuck in unison on our bed, rocking it.

"shuffling erotic love to me baby ... I want you deeper in me !"heather cried.

I sink my facial expression into the rest beside her face as I began to get a associate intuitive feeling of an orgasm approaching. Heather bites down on my berm begging for more.

My hands rub her consistence all over. From her breasts with her newly pierced nipples, all the way down her waist. I massage her warm sweaty soundbox as I thrust my hammer in and out of her pussy.

As I began to culminate, broom began to scream.

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

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

In the same way that people see their lives flash before their eyes right before dying, I saw my life-time flashgun with every second I've shared with Heather back when we were Luke and violet.

Our initiatory Night together. Our vacation to Mexico. Sharing her with her sister Linda. Our detachment during the time her ex took over her aliveness. Our days locked up in that motel by that psycho. How he tortured me and raped her. And of course the scream ... the wicked screams after the gun went off. I saw ALL of those import when my orgasm hit heather hard.

We lay down together catching our breaths.

"King Oliver ?"

"Yes heather ?"

"I love you."

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

From that point on, I knew that no matter what challenges we faced ... we'd be all right. We had each other. That's all that mattered. New name, new aliases, new domicile, new life sentence. broom will always sustain a particular space in my heart. Heather ... Ms. Zachary Taylor the MILF.

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THREE YEARS LATER ... ....

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My heart is pounding. I see him ! My handwriting have been freed finally after COUNTLESS effort of cutting the ropes that have imprisoned me. It's been days without food or H2O. I'm so weakly at this distributor point. With his rear turned to me, I stand up quickly. My stifle are so weak from being tied to a chair for days, it's hard for me to abide.

"WHAT THE shag ? ? GET backrest IN YOUR tail NOW kick ! ! ! ! !"He screams at me and compass for his blade. That same steel that he has used to slash my cheek, arms, and pectus. I grab the gun on the desk. He shoves me to the storey and we wrestle, both of us trying to surmount each other.

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

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"NOOOOOOOOOOOO ! ! ! ! ! !"

I wake up drenched in elbow grease. I try to catch my breath and regain my composure.

"What is baby ? !"Scots 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 read/write head. She begins to shush me while comforting me telling me it's ok.

"Shhhh ... it's ok. It's just a flashback child. You need to let it go. It's been over three years. It's all in the past. I need you to just breathe for me. Go remote and get some fresh air if you need to."

pickings her advice, I kiss her. I get out of bed, and walkway to our small-scale kitchen. I wash my typeface with cold water and drink down a orotund cup for rehydration.

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

I stop once I reach the drop-off, close to the trail that's connected to the sleep of the piffling villages in this Italian region. Our small town is very secret with absolutely no approach to cars. Only way in is by sauceboat or helicopter.

I stop and think about how my spirit has turned the last few class ever since that summertime day I came back nursing home to see Mrs Taylor ( broom ). I think about my family line that I left behind vertebral column in the United States. I miss them so often, but I know that I can never return back. I'm a ghost. reddish blue is a ghost. We both died that day, according to the Police, glide safeguard, and all other Search and Rescue teams. We were given new lives. New aliases. A reinvigorated startle ... .on the one condition that we could never go back rest home. Ever.

It's a calm down and peaceful position here and I've adjusted well to it all. I work at a local market and I also fish by the coast for a support. reddish blue sells jewellery and former accouterment all around townsfolk to the tourists that come from around the world. biography is salutary ... but I still dole out with my demons I just can't let go. They haunt me and take me back to that day when the universe as I knew it came crashing down ! They come in the figure of incubus 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 fear. The guilty conscience. The trauma. It's a lasting scar for aliveness that I can only treat but can never cure. 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 strong for me.

I sit down on a large bowlder, overlooking the sea-coast. I close my eye. I take deep breather. I listen to the calm phone of the zephyr and the wave of the H2O crashing into shore. It's the dear remedy for me to calm myself down. The adept way that I can depict 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 breeze against my face and I run faster ! I run down the track taking me all throughout the villages. clock time tent flap by because when I stop to catch my breathing place, I look across The valley and see the sun beginning to grow.

I walk back home with a smile on my aspect. Everything is going to be ok ! I take the final exam bout by the track and up the cliff where my firm is up, down a private footpath. It's time to fire up up heather for breakfast, and get our day.

I get back home to find out Scots heather in the kitchen with her bathrobe on. As soon as I'm in the kitchen, she slips it off showing her completely au naturel dead body to me.

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

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

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



CONCLUSION :

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

Nina from Carolina months later, Heather gave nascency to our son. We named him Luke ! Both of us were happy taking concern of Luke and raising him up. We were hesitant about telling him our floor one day. How our human relationship began and our struggles of getting to where we were portray day. I guess we'll have to look and see. metre will recount.

THE END !

Thanks for all the love life and financial support !

This series took me over three years to compose and eat up !

To ready up for the time in between each part of this series, I will republish each news report daily beginning in Feb 2019 ! !

Sir Thomas More stories soon to cum !