Part 8 : A New source

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It's a prospicient 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 aliveness in Europe, the beautiful Greenwich Village I'm supposed to strike to, the bedrock 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 voluptuary ! My seat reclines into a bed and I have my own role blank space within my seats area. It's very private, having a door to the side to get in and out of where my tail end is. Actually made me feel significant for some cause. On the outside of my seating area, there's a couple of couches and recliners, as well as a mini bar. Emily, my flight of stairs attendant has a tush near the front of the aircraft, close to the galley where she preps my meals.

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

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

Eventually, I step out of my cubicle, as I like to call it, and make my way towards the binding 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 of stairs attendee call button remote and signal for Emily to arrive to me.

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

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

Emily returns momentarily and pours the whiskey in both glasses.

"Is there a reason you wanted the spare methamphetamine Mr. Porter ?"she asks.

I smile at her and nod.

"Please yell me Oliver. And yes ... .I'd like for you to sit down and unite 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 other gimcrackery, but I try to convert her regardless to sit and drink one toast with me.

"C'mon Emily ... just one drink. You've been so variety to me on this new journey of mine. I'm a new man ! If I'm being true ... you're technically the first char 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 glass and raise 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 lots 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 discretion. As a issue of fact, from what Emily has told me so far about her job, she works for a private company that transports all variety of business men around the globe. Many have had hidden identity and aliases as well. Some were regime contract and others were people in Witness Protection. Many she has transported work for the CIA and other administration authority. So without a dubiety in my mind, I knew I could trust her with telling my story ... just without any gens and locations.

I tell her about how I fell in love with a woman who had a deranged jealous 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 peach with a solemn fascination for what I have to say.

"You've been through nether region and back Oliver. What's your programme for once you arrive in Italia ?"

I think about it and shrug.

"Honestly ... I don't know. I have a set of instruction 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 gong from above. Emily gets up and walk toward the front of the planer.

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

I take a thoroughly look at my favorable stewardess. I never really detect how beautiful she is. She wears on a stringent albumen collared shirt that hugs her medium sized breasts and a black mini tie around her neck. On her head, she wears a stewardess hat which reminds me of something dark blue straw hat would ingest on. Emily has a wet miniskirt bird on with panty hosepipe on and in high spirits heels. Her skirt does a marvelous job of showing how round and curvy her ass is. Emily looks to be in her other thirty with blond hair and tan skin.

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

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

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

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

I shrug."I'm all set ... you've been so kind to me ... .feels nice to be able to mouth to someone about all the shit I've been through the death year."

Emily stares at me with a sincere look of understanding. With her sitting just column inch from me, I eye her up and down really admiring her looking at. Her cleavage exposed to me and her interbreed legs showing me how midst her ass is from the slope. 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 hold on my erection hidden without drawing any attention.

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

"Joseph Oliver you've been through so much pain and woe. I can't think what you're feeling right now. I wish I could drive away all the trauma that you're feeling and be able to guarantee that you'll be ok."She tells me this as she reaches over and snap up my hand. I feel like I might just explode in my trouser ! My dick hurts from the pressure of my ramification keeping it tucked down !

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

Emily flashes a grinning at me.

"I like that ! That's a great way to mean of this state of affairs !"

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

"So Oliver ... about this new adventure ... can I serve you celebrate this tonic starting time of yours ?"

A bit upset, I ask her what she means.

She then stands up excitedly, and manner of walking to the binding of the plane. She reaches into the mini crew closet and pulls out her all-night baggage. Inside of it, she reaches in and takes out a lowly pink bag.

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

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

I grab the pink bag from Emily and unzip it.

My centre widen when I stare at the message of the bag.

A bottle of lotion, condoms, an anal retentive jade, lube, and perfume.

I'm speechless at kickoff but I'm able to speak up.

"I'd sexual love to celebrate a fresh scratch line with you."

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

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

With that, our lips touch and ignition lock.

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

We fondle and embrace each other as our spit wrestle each other. My hands reach down to her waist and below as I get a dependable tactile property of her ass impertinence.

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

I feel her leg shift on each side as she kicks off her heels. As I shove my glossa down Emily's throat, all I can retrieve about are my green goddess coming back to sprightliness ! The way her tomentum copse on my face and cervix. How she smells of lavender and coconut oil. Her hint tasting minty with the end of the whisky we both indulged. All the piece thinking how horny I was at the same time ! Emily has my dick at its hardest it's been in months ! Oh the joy of being able to satisfy my intimate urges after such a turgid drought !

She continues to dig herself on me as we kiss.

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

She laughs when I do so.

"Too lots action for you ?"

I pull myself up and bear facing her.

"Hmmm ... I'd say Thomas More like not enough !"

I pull myself closer to her and begin to snog 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 buss and nibbling. I unbutton her shirt completely and rend it off exposing her flannel lacy bra. With a rapid jabbing behind her back, my hands swiftly find her strap. I hear the magic click as her bra falls down onto the trading floor. With her pitch-black tie still around her neck, I take a good look at her naked breasts in awe. Emily has medium sized breasts that are perky with hardened tit. I stand staring at those beautiful globes in front of me.

Emily rolls her eye with a smile. She takes my men and puts them up to her chest.

"diaphragm staring and taste them already."

Immediately I'm taken out of my trance, and realism kicks 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 boldness. I grab her left tit and continue to gently bat her mammilla. I've never seen mammilla 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 John L. H. Down on my lap to hold back her from squirming.

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

I proceed to massage her white meat for a minuscule while as we continue to kiss and embrace each early.

Emily then decides that it's time to cover. She pushes her way off my lap, as she stands up. She turns around and bends over, pulling her skirt down in the summons, leaving me the thoroughgoing opinion of her panty and pantyhose.

She gives me a incline glance smile as she bends back down and slowly pulls off her thin out inglorious panties, showing me her bare ass and thick pussy lips. Swiftly, she tosses both to the slope and backs her way into my face.

I take my hand and peck them hard against the sides of her firm curvy ass.

"nookie yeah baby ! Hmmmm ! ! !"

I continue to play around with Emily's ass slapping it a bit watch her impudence jiggle. She shakes her tush in my face as she bends over bringing it close to my expression giving me an dumbfound puff of her pussy and ass.

"Taste me baby."

I take my tongue and get down to eat the folds of her clit as my nozzle is buried into her asshole. I circle my knife around her outer puss lips, eventually making its way up to her ass. I open Emily's ass wide as I can, allowing her to goggle her delicious hole. With two fingers, I bury them deep into her ass causing her to gasp.

"Shit ! Yes baby ! finger's breadth my besotted ass !"

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

"Oh fuck yes ! FINGER THAT whoreson ! piece of tail ! ! Oh doodly-squat ! That's the dapple ! ! !"

Emily takes control once again stepping forward away from me.

She reaches into her pink bag and pulls out her lubricating substance and hindquarters fire hydrant. She pours a shit load of lubricant on her hands and then her wad. She reaches behind herself and slowly fingers her whoreson.

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

"Do me a party favor hun and put this sucker up my ass please ?"I didn't need to discover her say THAT twice ! I grab her ballyhoo and align it with her shit. Emily spreads her wooden leg apart to make it prosperous for me. She spreads her asscheeks and gapes her hole once again allowing me to put the fireplug deep into her without any trouble. With my hand covered in lube, I lean into Emily and begin to kiss her once again as I play with her clit. She groans as she pulls me closer and buss me enjoying the sensation. Emily pulls me away.

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

Emily pulls my shirt off and tosses it to the incline. She signals me to fend up. She grabs my belt and unbuckles it. She then yanks down my pants and underwear together, allowing my tool to finally support at care freely !

She takes a few seconds to look up to the size and flavor of it. Emily then bear on me toilsome back into the redact and climbs her way on top of me.

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

I nod with lust as I watch Emily take her clapper and swivel it around my helmet. She licks my tip and slowly licks her way up and down my irradiation. I grunt enjoying the very familiar esthesis of being licked like an ice cream cone cell. reddish blue just loved doing that for me while she sucked me off. Oh how it's felt like eld since we've finale seen each early !

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

"Oh SHIT ! What the piece of tail ? ?"

Emily continues to bob her capitulum up and down faster chocking on her saliva with my precum. Emily releases her backtalk from my cock to regain some air.

She smirks at me catching her breathing spell.

"Do you like this ?"

I shake my head excitedly with her fingerbreadth 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 lips make way to my testicles. She engulfs my entire sack into her sass and begins to soak up on them while fingering me.

My optic were practically rolled to the dorsum of my question ! Who is this woman ? ? ?

I could not trust what a junkie my flight co-occurrence is ! Emily then begins to puzzle out my orchis sacking all the way up to my shaft. She does this for a few minute of arc until I'm unable to manage the billet any longer.

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

She immediately pulls her fingerbreadth out of my ass, and starts to jack me off intensely ! As soon as her lips touch the tip of my cock, I erupt my loads down her pharynx ! This having to be my initiatory orgasm in almost six months, I'm shocked to see the total 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 calm down down, Emily pulls herself up breathing heavily.

"That was weirdo ! I've never swallowed or seen a incumbrance so big !"

Laughing aloud I tell her.

"wellspring ... five months 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 palpate the hunger gripe 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 and her shiny stub fire hydrant in her ass.

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

"Just a heads up Emily and King Oliver, we're about to hit some hold turbulence, so please sit down and heave up until we turn off the seatbelt signaling giving you the all-clear that it's secure to proceed about the cabin."

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

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

That's when my brainpower hits a outstanding idea.

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

Emily's centre widen from excitement

"I'm totally up for that !"

Emily then begins to grind her coxa on me as she slowly starts to rebound on my cock. She slowly rides my shaft bouncing up and down, keeping my tool hardened inside her.

Few arcminute laissez passer and suddenly we're hit with some turbulence ! I grab onto Emily's waist for funding, keeping her steady on top of me so she doesn't drop.

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

I continue to hold 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 look of Mother Nature doing the work for us.

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

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

The upheaval 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 aid of the upheaval, I'm able to use up over. I pull her closer to me as I begin to shake up my consistence up and down increasing my pace.

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

"FUUUUUCK ! ! !"

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

"Holy red cent ! That was phenomenal baby ! And the entirely turbulence thing ? ? unbelievable ! !"

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

Emily laid down on the redact catching her breathing place. I glance down her naked sweaty consistence. Her shiny plug caught my aid once again.

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

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 asshole.

"Fill me baby !"

I grab her and lean her binding into the niche of the couch and spread her legs broad apart.

With one knee on the story and the other on the end of the couch, I grab my dick and easily insert it unharmed into her shit.

Emily's eyes widen as she gasps.

"FUCK !"

With my climax approach, I quickly pick up my pace and fuck her closely ass thrusting roughly in and out of her.

"C'mon Oliver ! Fuck my tight asshole ! nooky 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 pound this steamy flight attendant in the ass, I grab her breasts and sting down hard on her nipples, causing her to holler even more !

My instant orgasm being moments away, I then attract my pecker 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 second lading was almost as big as my number 1 ! As soon as I'm void, I pull out of her and stick out up.

"Taste my seed you stewardess whore !"

I reach into her pussy and dig the remnants of my load out of her. Emily catch my manus and shoves my fingerbreadth in her mouth licking up my spunk.

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

With that, Emily stands up and kisses me.

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

"That was incredible. 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 clean our arena up while we start our bloodline into Italy.

Time flies when you're having a great time !

As soon as the wheels touch the undercoat in Genova, Italia I receive an automate text subject matter on my phone.

"VERNAZZA"it reads.

I look up the emplacement on my phone using the mathematical function. The fastest way to get there is by train. From the smell of it, the train place is a few cube from the airport and has regular service to and from the part of Vernazza. The adjacent gearing parting in about 45 mo.

Once the planer is completely stopped and parked at the airdock, Emily opens up the main cabin door and the flight deck threshold for the pilots.

She makes an proclamation on the PA,

"Welcome to Genoa Italy !"

I grab my bags and paseo to to the front of the plane.

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

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

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

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

Inside the terminal, I'm surprised to see a man in a lawsuit holding a sign with the figure"Oliver Porter."

"Mr. Porter ?"I greet him as he tells me that he is my transport to the train station. I thank him as he helps me with my udder to the taxi.

As we drive along the coast of Italy, I stare at the crystal blue sky waters and the lucullan 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 ride to the train station as it was about a 15 moment 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.

"gear 7 will get in shortly and will take you to Vernazza."

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

We component part ways as I wait for my train to adopt me to my new family.

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

The ride took just under two hour. I look at the epithet of the gear stop I'm instructed to get off at.

I grab my bags and school principal to the lobby area of the post.

I remembered Jeff's educational activity about texting the only contact on my phone. I text"ARRIVED"to a heather P. on my earphone. I'm still confused as to who this heather mixture is. Is she a go guide ? A local villager who happens to know 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 call this Heather person. It's been a tenacious journey getting here and all I wanted to do in my new family is to get a nice meal and some sleep.

"Mr. Porter ?"I turn to face the oddly comrade phonation and I'm surprised to see Scots heather ... ..also known as Violet Zachary Taylor !

"Violet ? ?"

With tear in her oculus, reddish blue embraces me.

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

As Violet holds onto me with honey life, I'm finally able to let realness sink in and I lean into her and plant a kiss on her diffused sass. We kissed passionately for some fourth dimension holding each other, trying to nominate the mo death.

Finally, we're able 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 train station and away. I'm surrounded by beauty as I stare at the coast to my left hand, hills upon hills of villages on my right, and a river in the center of attention.

"Where's the car ?"I ask.

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

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

Violet takes me to a minor boat and loads up my material onto it. I noticed in small black lettering the name"doorkeeper"on the side of the boat.

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

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

"Yes indeed ... allow me to introduce myself to you Oliver. My figure is Heather. broom doorman ... .your wife."

Calluna vulgaris reaches over and kisses me.

All of this tone surreal ! !

"Well nice to officially come across you broom ... sweetie."

I give her a kiss back.

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

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

Heather 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 brunette with directly hair cut unawares. 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 mark school day together all their lives. How he was like a crony to her. She tells me that Jeff was in the department of Homeland protection back in the US and how he had herculean connectedness around the Earth. That explained how he was able to cover up the murder of her hubby, a special ops Navy Seal. Jeff had a team of people dispose of Clark Taylor and fake our end to avoid our families being in danger for the murder of Mr. Taylor.

Once violet ( Heather ) knew that I was going to be ok, when I was an a medically induced coma, Jeff set up her alias and sent her over to Italian Republic months in progress to tolerate me to recuperate while she set up our new home.

Heather continued the conversation with telling me how she traveled all around the nation and befriended many topical anesthetic in the settlement. She told me her Italian was getting better each day and can't postponement to teach me !

We then arrive at a pocket-sized dock with a couple of former sauceboat. I grab absolute majority of my bags as ling leads the way up the Hill. We get to the top, and make our way to a private track which takes us to a beautiful small star sign overlooking the coast and a heavy scene of our hamlet called"quint Terre."

"So square off in Luke ... .I miserly Joseph Oliver haha. That's going to be quite an fitting to get used to."We both laugh as I drop my bagful into our room. ling gives me the sublime enlistment of our house. She takes pride in showing me her garden in our backyard.

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

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

I walk over to Scots heather and enwrap my blazonry around her. We lean into each other with our brow touching.

"ling ... you saved me that dark. All I could remember about was you. How I could not stand to subsist the eternal sleep of my life without you. I did what I had to do ... there are result to what my military action did. We won't ever be able to return to the US or see our families again ... but none of that matters because I have all I need ... .right in figurehead of me."

heather and I leaned closer. We shared a deep passionate kiss as married man and wife.

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

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

I sink my face into the pillow beside her face as I began to get a familiar feeling of an coming approaching. heather mixture bites down on my shoulder joint begging for more.

My hands rub her soundbox all over. From her tit with her newly pierced mammilla, all the way down her shank. 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 baby ! JUST LIKE YOU ! ! !"

It was a beautiful touch. It hurt so bad as I continued to pound her flesh as our tongues engulfed each former. 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 the great unwashed see their lifetime flash before their heart right before dying, I saw my life flash with every moment I've shared with Heather back when we were Luke and Violet.

Our for the first time night together. Our vacation to Mexico. Sharing her with her sister Linda. Our interval during the time her ex took over her life. Our years locked up in that motel by that psychotic. How he tortured me and raped her. And of course of study the sidesplitter ... the awful wow after the gun went off. I saw ALL of those moments when my orgasm hit Heather hard.

We lay down together catching our breaths.

"Oliver ?"

"Yes ling ?"

"I love you."

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

From that point on, I knew that no issue what challenges we faced ... we'd be alright. We had each other. That's all that mattered. New names, new alias, new nursing home, new lives. Heather will always hold a special place in my nitty-gritty. Heather ... Ms. President Taylor the MILF.

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THREE long time LATER ... ....

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My sum is pounding. I see him ! My hands have been freed finally after COUNTLESS endeavor of cutting the ropes that have imprisoned me. It's been days without nutrient or piddle. I'm so weak at this full point. With his vertebral column turned to me, I stand up quickly. My stifle are so unaccented from being tied to a chair for days, it's hard for me to suffer.

"WHAT THE FUCK ? ? GET binding IN YOUR SEAT NOW kick ! ! ! ! !"He screams at me and reaches for his blade. That Sami sword that he has used to gash my cheek, arms, and bureau. 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."boot ... rush ! ! !"

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"NOOOOOOOOOOOO ! ! ! ! ! !"

I wake up drenched in sweat. I try to catch my breath and regain my calm.

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

"I keep seeing him ... it's the same incubus 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 past times. I need you to just breathe for me. Go extraneous and get some fresh air if you need to."

taking her advice, I kiss her. I get out of bed, and manner of walking to our small kitchen. I wash my face with stale water and drink down a expectant cup for rehydration.

I walk out the strawman door and down our individual path. The lead are bright in the sky and the moon is in good gist. 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 trail that's connected to the rest of the little villages in this Italian region. Our village is very individual with absolutely no access to cars. Only way in is by boat or helicopter.

I stop and think about how my living has turned the final few yr ever since that summer day I came back place to see Mrs. Taylor ( Heather ). I think about my family that I left behind vertebral column in the United States. I miss them so much, but I know that I can never devolve back. I'm a shade. reddish blue is a ghost. We both died that day, according to the police, Coast sentry go, and all other Search and Rescue team. We were given new life-time. New false name. A fresh start ... .on the one term that we could never go back home. Ever.

It's a restrained and peaceful place here and I've adjusted well to it all. I work at a local anesthetic market and I also fish by the sea-coast for a living. violet sells jewellery and other accessories all around town to the tourists that come from around the world. Life is effective ... but I still plow with my demons I just can't let go. They haunt me and rent me back to that day when the Earth as I knew it came crashing down ! They come in the form of nightmares mostly. I've gotten better as fourth dimension 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 trauma. It's a permanent wave scrape for animation that I can only treat 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 strong for me.

I sit down on a large boulder, overlooking the seacoast. I close my optic. I take deep breath. I listen to the calm phone of the breeze and the waves of the water crashing into shore. It's the comfortably remediation for me to settle down myself down. The salutary way that I can describe it is a pacification 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 cheek and I run faster ! I run down the lead taking me all throughout the settlement. meter flies by because when I stop to hitch my breathing place, I look across The vale and see the sun beginning to heighten.

I walk back home with a grin on my face. Everything is going to be ok ! I take the net turn by the trail and up the cliff where my home is up, down a common soldier footpath. It's prison term to inflame up Heather for breakfast, and start our day.

I get back home to find broom in the kitchen with her bathrobe on. As soon as I'm in the kitchen, she slips it off showing her completely naked soundbox 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 stick round of golf of vivid yet passionate sex. Breakfast quickly had turned into prepping for tiffin. LIFE IS GOOD !



CONCLUSION :

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

baseball club month later, ling gave parentage to our son. We named him Luke ! Both of us were well-chosen taking care of Gospel According to Luke and raising him up. We were hesitant about telling him our story one day. How our relationship began and our struggles of getting to where we were nowadays day. I guess we'll have to wait and see. Time will differentiate.

THE END !

Thanks for all the love and support !

This series took me over three years to publish and finish !

To make up for the prison term in between each part of this serial, I will republish each story daily beginning in February 2019 ! !

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