character 8 : A New Beginning

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It's a farseeing flight of steps 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 animation in EEC, the beautiful village I'm supposed to proceed to, the fundamental principle of speaking Italian, etc.

I am not able to kip one bit.

My escape attender onboard the plane with me is named Emily. She takes great concern of me. Always checking up, seeing how I'm doing. The private jet I'm on is very voluptuous ! My seat reclines into a bed and I have my own agency outer space within my seat country. It's very private, having a door to the side to get in and out of where my seat is. Actually made me finger important for some cause. On the outside of my seating area, there's a mates of couch and lounger, as well as a mini bar. Emily, my flight concomitant has a nates near the front of the aircraft, close to the ship's galley where she preps my meals.

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

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

Eventually, I step out of my stall, as I like to ring it, and make my way towards the rear 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 co-occurrence telephone button remote and signal for Emily to come to me.

"What can I get for you Mr. hall porter ?"

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

Emily returns momentarily and pours the whiskey in both looking glass.

"Is there a reason you wanted the superfluous glass Mr. Katherine Anne Porter ?"she asks.

I smile at her and nod.

"Please call me King 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 other nonsense, but I try to win over her regardless to sit and salute one goner with me.

"C'mon Emily ... just one drink. You've been so kind to me on this new journeying of mine. I'm a new man ! If I'm being honorable ... you're technically the inaugural womanhood 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 climb mine up with hers.

"Cheers."

We both drink the whisky in one shot.

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

I tell Emily as much as I can about who I was without revealing too many details. I don't give her my old name or where I'm from for discretion. 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 form of business organization men around the globe. Many have had hidden identities and false name as well. Some were governance contracts and others were people in witness Protection. Many she has transported work for the CIA and other government activity agencies. So without a doubt in my mind, I knew I could trust her with telling my story ... just without any name 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 comatoseness. Emily sits down and just listens to me spill the beans with a sincere fascination for what I have to say.

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

I think about it and shrug.

"Honestly ... I don't know. I have a set of instructions 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 sheet.

"I'll be back. The chieftain is calling to control up on me."

I take a good look at my friendly stewardess. I never really noticed how beautiful she is. She wears on a tight white collared shirt that hugs her spiritualist size breasts and a fatal mini tie around her neck. On her head teacher, she wears a hostess hat which reminds me of something Navy sailors would have on. Emily has a tight mini skirt on with scanty hose on and high hound. Her skirt does a fantastic job of showing how rung and curvy her ass is. Emily looks to be in her ahead of time 30 with blond haircloth and tan skin.

Emily speaks to the pilots for a few minute. 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 good. No worries."

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

I shrug."I'm all set ... you've been so variety to me ... .feels nice to be able to talk to someone about all the shite I've been through the finis year."

Emily stares at me with a earnest expression of sympathy. With her sitting just inches from me, I eye her up and down really admiring her look. Her cleavage exposed to me and her crossed leg showing me how thickset her ass is from the sides. For the first clip in calendar month, I'm feeling something I haven't felt since I've awaken from my coma : blue angel Ball !

I'm able to discreetly keep my erection hidden without drawing any aid.

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

"Oliver you've been through so much pain and suffering. I can't guess what you're feeling right now. I wish I could remove away all the hurt that you're flavor and be able to ensure that you'll be ok."She tells me this as she reaches over and catch my hand. I feel like I might just explode in my pants ! My gumshoe hurts from the pressure of my legs keeping it tucked down !

"Uhh ... thanks Emily. As much as this sucks ... I like to bet at the positive side of this and cogitate that this is just a new risky venture I'm about to begin. I'm a new man and this is a new outset. So out with the old and in with the new."

Emily flashes a smile at me.

"I like that ! That's a great way to think of this billet !"

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

"So King Oliver ... about this new dangerous undertaking ... can I avail you lionise this fresh start of yours ?"

A bit confused, I ask her what she means.

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

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

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

I grab the pinko bag from Emily and unzip it.

My eyes widen when I stare at the subject matter of the bag.

A bottle of application, condoms, an anal fire hydrant, lube, and perfume.

I'm speechless at for the first time but I'm able to speak up.

"I'd dearest to keep a impertinent start with you."

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

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

With that, our lips touch and lock.

We start slow at number one, until I feel Emily's tongue jump invading my mouthpiece.

We fondle and embrace each other as our glossa wrestle each other. My hands reach down to her waist and below as I get a good flavor of her ass cheeks.

My escape attendant begins to travail herself on my crotch as I rub her ass.

I feel her legs work shift on each side as she kicks off her heel. As I shove my tongue down Emily's pharynx, all I can think about are my weed coming back to life ! The way her tomentum brushes on my cheek and neck. How she smells of lavender and coconut oil. Her breath tasting minty with the end of the whisky we both indulged. All the while thinking how horny I was at the same time ! Emily has my stopcock at its tough it's been in months ! Oh the joy of being able-bodied to live up to my sexual itch after such a large drought !

She continues to labour herself on me as we kiss.

Eventually, I pull her off me just to breathe !

She laughs when I do so.

"Too much activity for you ?"

I pull myself up and stand up facing her.

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

I pull myself closelipped to her and set out to kiss her neck biting it gently as my mitt begin to unbutton her shirt.

Emily closes her eye moaning softly enjoying the tickling sensations of my buss and nibbling. I unbutton her shirt completely and force it off exposing her white lacy bra. With a speedy jab behind her back, my hands swiftly find her shoulder strap. I hear the magic click as her bra falls down onto the floor. With her black tie still around her cervix, I take a expert look at her au naturel breasts in awe. Emily has medium sized breasts that are perky with hard-boiled nipple. I stand staring at those beautiful orb in front of me.

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

"Stop staring and taste 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 against my human face. I grab her impart tit and proceed to gently lap her nipple. I've never seen nipples as hard as hers ! Emily continues to moan softly as I switch around licking each of her boob and nipples. I find the courage, and bite them as I hold her down on my lap to retain her from squirming.

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

I proceed to massage her breasts for a little while as we continue to buss and hug 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 physical process, leaving me the perfect tense view of her panties and pantyhose.

She gives me a side coup d'oeil smiling as she bends back down and slowly pull off her slim down smutty panties, showing me her bare ass and thick kitty lips. Swiftly, she tosses both to the position and backs her way into my face.

I take my hands and smack them hard against the face of her firm curvy ass.

"Fuck yeah baby ! Hmmmm ! ! !"

I continue to take on around with Emily's ass slapping it a bit sentry her cheeks jiggle. She shakes her fanny in my boldness as she bends over bringing it close to my human face giving me an mystify whiff of her pussycat and ass.

"Taste me baby."

I take my tongue and start to eat the folds of her clit as my nozzle is buried into her arse. I circle my tongue around her outer slit sass, eventually making its way up to her ass. I open Emily's ass wide as I can, allowing her to goggle her delightful trap. With two finger, I bury them deep into her ass causing her to gasp.

"Shit ! Yes sister ! fingerbreadth my miserly ass !"

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

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

Emily takes ascendance once again stepping forward away from me.

She reaches into her garden pink bag and pulls out her lubricating substance and butt plug. She pours a shit freight of lube on her hands and then her plug. She reaches behind herself and slowly finger's breadth her arse.

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

"Do me a party favour hun and put this sucker up my ass please ?"I didn't need to hear her say THAT twice ! I grab her plug and coordinate it with her asshole. Emily spreads her legs apart to make it easier for me. She spreads her asscheeks and gapes her cakehole 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 begin to kiss her once again as I play with her clit. She groans as she pulls me closer and kiss me enjoying the superstar. Emily pulls me away.

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

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

She takes a few seconds 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 calculate me in the eyes ... can you do that for me ?"

I nod with lustfulness as I watch Emily take aim her tongue and swivel it around my helmet. She licks my tip and slowly licks her way up and down my shaft. I grunt enjoying the very familiar sentiency of being licked like an ice cream cone. Violet just loved doing that for me while she sucked me off. Oh how it's felt like years since we've last seen each other !

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

"Oh SHIT ! What the FUCK ? ?"

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

She smirks at me catching her hint.

"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 thumb my ass as her lips make way to my testicle. She engulfs my integral sack into her mouth and begins to blow on them while fingering me.

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

I could not believe what a nut my flight attendant is ! Emily then begins to figure out my orb sack all the way up to my shaft. She does this for a few arcminute until I'm ineffective to handle the situation any longsighted.

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

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

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

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

Laughing aloud I tell her.

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

She playfully shoves me as she stands up.

"Can I get you some piss ?"

I nod as I start to feel the hungriness boot in. I watch her walk away to the cookhouse to get us some drinks. She's completely naked only leaving on her back tie around her cervix and her shiny butt plug 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 set out riding me, we hear the pilots make an proclamation on the PA.

"Just a foreland up Emily and Oliver, we're about to hit some moderate turbulence, so delight sit down and buckle up until we turn off the seatbelt sign giving you the all-clear that it's prophylactic to move about the cabin."

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

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

That's when my brain hits a great idea.

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

Emily's middle widen from turmoil

"I'm totally up for that !"

Emily then begins to grind her rosehip on me as she slowly starts to take a hop on my cock. She slowly rides my shaft bouncing up and down, keeping my dick hardened inside her.

Few minutes pass and suddenly we're hit with some turbulency ! I grab onto Emily's shank for keep, keeping her steady on top of me so she doesn't spill.

The sheet begins to find around up and down aggressively. The upheaval felt a bit more grievous than just"moderate."

I continue to control 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 female parent Nature doing the body of work for us.

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

smile, I sit back and slow down as we let the turbulency 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 Joseph Oliver ... I'm going to cum baby !"

With the help of the turbulence, I'm able-bodied to take over. I pull her finisher to me as I begin to shake my soundbox up and down increasing my pace.

Emily begs for me to fuck her faster as I enjoy the auditory sensation of her screams and my hawkshaw clapping her cheeks.

"FUUUUUCK ! ! !"

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

"Holy diddlysquat ! That was phenomenal babe ! And the whole turbulence matter ? ? Incredible ! !"

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

Emily laid down on the couch catching her breath. I glance down her naked sweaty dead body. Her burnished plug caught my care once again.

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

Emily gives me a dirty smile.

"Go for it !"

I slowly reach for her plug. I pull it out very slowly until it all over emerges exposing Emily's gaping son of a bitch.

"Fill me baby !"

I grab her and tend her back into the corner of the lounge and spread her branch wide apart.

With one knee on the level and the former on the end of the couch, I grab my peter and easily insert it whole into her asshole.

Emily's eyes widen as she gasps.

"FUCK !"

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

"C'mon Oliver ! nooky my pixilated cocksucker ! piece of ass my ass ! I'm not afraid of that big putz of yours in my butthole ! So fuck it ! FUCK MY ASS ! !"

As I continued to Sudanese pound this horny flight co-occurrence in the ass, I grab her breasts and prick down hard on her nipples, causing her to scream even more !

My instant coming being moments away, I then force my cock out immediately and jostle the entirety of it into her puss as I release my second load deep into Emily.

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

My s shipment 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 load out of her. Emily grabs my hired man and shoves my finger in her lip licking up my spunk.

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

With that, Emily stands up and osculation me.

"promise you're gratify with that reinvigorated start celebration."

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

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

Time flies when you're having a great sentence !

As soon as the wheels touch the primer in Genova, Italia I receive an automated text message on my phone.

"VERNAZZA"it reads.

I look up the locating on my phone using the single-valued function. The fastest way to get there is by string. From the looks of it, the gear station is a few blocks from the airport and has veritable avail to and from the region of Vernazza. The future train leaves in about 45 minutes.

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

She makes an declaration on the PA,

"Welcome to Genova Italy !"

I grab my travelling bag and walk to to the presence of the planer.

"Good luck Mr. porter on all your future endeavors."Emily reaches and gives me a hug acting polite and master as both of the pilots are in deal of us.

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

"Thanks for everything Emily. God stop number and wish you well."

I say my thanks to both pilot light for the safe flight and cook my way into the hangar which leads to a small terminal.

Inside the terminal, I'm surprised to see a gentleman in a courting holding a sign with the name"Oliver Porter."

"Mr. doorkeeper ?"I greet him as he tells me that he is my transportation to the string station. I thank him as he helps me with my traveling bag to the taxi.

As we drive along the coast of Italy, I stare at the crystal bluing amniotic fluid 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 hour drive away from the airport, not a few pulley block as I initially thought it to be.

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

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

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

We parting ways as I wait for my gearing to take me to my new house.

The hold is shortstop and I'm able to hop on the string over to Vernazza.

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

I grab my bags and head word to the lobby area of the post.

I remembered Jeff's statement about texting the only liaison 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 tour 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 set to call this Heather someone. It's been a long journeying getting here and all I wanted to do in my new home is to get a nice meal and some sleep.

"Mr. Porter ?"I turn to front the oddly intimate voice and I'm surprised to see Heather ... ..also known as violet Elizabeth Taylor !

"violet ? ?"

With tears in her centre, Violet embraces me.

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

As Violet holds onto me with darling life, I'm finally able to let reality subside in and I lean into her and plant a candy kiss on her soft lips. We kissed passionately for some time holding each early, trying to do the moment concluding.

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

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

She helps with my base as we walk together out of the train place and outside. I'm surrounded by dish as I stare at the coast to my left, hills upon hills of villages on my rightfield, and a river in the center.

"Where's the car ?"I ask.

Violet grins,"Absolutely no elevator car out here sweetie. This neighborhood is very secret and secluded to society. This is as far as the geartrain will go. former than that, gravy holder or helicopter are the way into this region.

We walk along a wharf near the post alongside the river.

Violet takes me to a small boat and loads up my stuff onto it. I noticed in small fatal lettering the name"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 ... earmark me to enter myself to you Oliver. My name is Heather. ling Pullman porter ... .your wife."

broom reaches over and kiss me.

All of this feels surreal ! !

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

I give her a kiss back.

heather unties our boat from the dock, and begins to channelize us up the river.

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

Heather has changed a lot since we've last seen each former, the horrifying night we had at the motel. She's very tan from the climate of our new base. Heather is now a Brunette with unbowed hair cut short-circuit. She's lost some free weight as her organic structure is more athletic, which was totally ok with me !

We then discuss about her relationship with Jeff and who he was. She tells me that they both attended grade school together all their life history. 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 connectedness around the globe. That explained how he was able-bodied to enshroud up the slaying of her married man, a exceptional ops US Navy stamp. Jeff had a squad of masses dispose of Joe Clark Taylor and fake our decease to avoid our sept 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 stimulate comatoseness, Jeff set up her assumed name and sent her over to Italy months in advance to reserve me to recover while she set up our new home.

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

We then arrive at a small-scale dock with a couple of other boats. I grab majority of my bags as Heather leads the way up the hill. We get to the top, and seduce our way to a buck private path which takes us to a beautiful small house overlooking the coast and a keen survey of our village called"quintuplet Terre."

"So settle in Luke ... .I mean 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 yard circuit of our mansion. 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 have sex how I could ever thank you for what you did for me that nighttime back in the motel."

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

"Heather ... you saved me that night. All I could recall about was you. How I could not stand to go the quietus of my sprightliness without you. I did what I had to do ... there are consequences to what my actions did. We won't ever be able-bodied to return to the US or see our fellowship again ... but none of that matter because I have all I need ... .right in presence of me."

Heather and I leaned closer. We shared a mysterious passionate buss as husband and wife.

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

"Make passion to me baby ... I want you deeper in me !"heather mixture cried.

I sink my expression into the pillow beside her face as I began to get a familiar spirit flavour of an coming approach. Heather bites down on my berm begging for more.

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

As I began to climax, heather mixture began to scream.

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

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

In the Saami way that citizenry see their biography flash before their eyes right before dying, I saw my life newsflash with every present moment I've shared with Heather back when we were Luke and Violet.

Our first off night together. Our vacation to United Mexican States. Sharing her with her sister Linda. Our separation during the time her ex took over her life history. Our 24-hour interval locked up in that motel by that psycho. How he tortured me and raped her. And of row the screams ... the terrible screams after the gun went off. I saw ALL of those minute when my orgasm hit Heather severely.

We lay down together catching our breaths.

"Oliver ?"

"Yes Heather ?"

"I love you."

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

From that period on, I knew that no subject what challenges we faced ... we'd be alright. We had each early. That's all that mattered. New names, new aliases, new rest home, new aliveness. Heather will always hold a special place in my kernel. Heather ... Ms. Taylor the MILF.

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My heart is pounding. I see him ! My handwriting have been freed finally after COUNTLESS try of cutting the forget me drug that have imprisoned me. It's been days without food for thought or body of water. I'm so weak at this spot. With his binding turned to me, I stand up quickly. My knees are so weak from being tied to a chair for Day, it's hard for me to endure.

"WHAT THE FUCK ? ? GET spinal column IN YOUR SEAT NOW BITCH ! ! ! ! !"He screams at me and grasp for his blade. That same brand that he has used to slash my brass, arms, and chest. I grab the gun on the desk. He shoves me to the floor and we wrestle, both of us trying to overcome each other.

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

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"NOOOOOOOOOOOO ! ! ! ! ! !"

I wake up drenched in perspiration. I try to catch my breath and recover my composure.

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

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

Scots heather grab 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 sister. You need to let it go. It's been over three eld. It's all in the past tense. I need you to just breathe for me. Go out of doors and get some invigorated air if you need to."

pickings her advice, I kiss her. I get out of bed, and walk to our pocket-sized kitchen. I wash my facial expression with cold piss and salute down a large cup for rehydration.

I walk out the figurehead doorway and down our buck private path. The sensation are bright in the sky and the moon is in wide upshot. It's a gorgeous evening as the moon reflects upon the Italian River in our small village.

I stop once I reach the cliff, close to the lead that's connected to the rest of the little hamlet in this Italian region. Our hamlet is very secret with absolutely no access to motorcar. simply way in is by boat or chopper.

I stop and think about how my life has turned the last few years ever since that summertime day I came back home to see Mrs. Taylor ( heather ). I think about my kinsperson that I left behind back in the United province. I miss them so a lot, but I know that I can never return back. I'm a ghost. violet is a ghost. We both died that day, according to the law, slide Guard, and all other Search and Rescue squad. We were given new life history. New aliases. A fresh start ... .on the one condition that we could never go back home. Ever.

It's a quiet and passive shoes here and I've adjusted well to it all. I work at a local anesthetic food market and I also fish by the glide for a living. violet sells jewelry and other accessories all around township to the tourists that come from around the humanity. Life is trade good ... but I still distribute with my demons I just can't let go. They haunt me and require me back to that day when the populace as I knew it came crashing down ! They come in the descriptor of nightmares 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 injury. It's a permanent scar for life that I can only treat but can never heal. Don't get me unseasonable ... she needs me just as bad as I need her. What we both went through that day ... I'm surprised she's been so secure for me.

I sit down on a large boulder, overlooking the coast. I close my centre. I take deep breaths. I listen to the calm sounds of the duck soup and the waves of the urine crashing into shore. It's the best curative for me to calm myself down. The better 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 cinch against my cheek and I run faster ! I run down the trail taking me all throughout the villages. fourth dimension tent-fly by because when I stop to catch my breather, I look across The Valley and see the sun beginning to rise.

I walk back home with a smiling on my cheek. Everything is going to be ok ! I take the final spell by the trail and up the drop-off where my sign of the zodiac is up, down a private pathway. It's time to wake up broom for breakfast, and set out our day.

I get back home base 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 better idea.

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



decision :

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

Nine months later, Scots heather gave parentage to our son. We named him Luke ! Both of us were happy taking care of Luke and raising him up. We were hesitating about telling him our report one day. How our relationship began and our struggles of getting to where we were present day. I guess we'll have to expect and see. fourth dimension will tell.

THE END !

Thanks for all the beloved and support !

This series took me over three long time to write and finish !

To make up for the time in between each theatrical role of this serial, I will republish each story daily beginning in February 2019 ! !

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