Part 8 : A New Beginning

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

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

I am not able to sleep one bit.

My flying 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 gilded ! My seat reclines into a bed and I have my own office space within my seating area. It's very private, having a threshold to the face to get in and out of where my prat is. Actually made me feel important for some rationality. On the outside of my seating arena, there's a couple of lounge and recliners, as well as a mini bar. Emily, my flight attendant has a seat near the front of the aircraft, close to the cookhouse where she preps my meals.

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

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

Eventually, I step out of my cubicle, as I like to call in 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 Attendant call button remote control and signal for Emily to come to me.

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

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

Emily returns momentarily and pours the whisky in both methamphetamine.

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

I smile at her and nod.

"Please call me Oliver. And yes ... .I'd like for you to sit down and link up 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 meaninglessness, but I try to convince her regardless to sit and drink one toast with me.

"C'mon Emily ... just one drink. You've been so kind to me on this new journey of mine. I'm a new man ! If I'm being honest ... you're technically the 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 Joseph 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 a great deal as I can about who I was without revealing too many contingent. I don't give her my premature public figure or where I'm from for discretion. As a topic of fact, from what Emily has told me so far about her job, she works for a common soldier company that transports all kind of business men around the globe. Many have had hidden identities and assumed name as well. Some were government contract bridge and others were people in attestant Protection. Many she has transported work for the CIA and other governing authority. So without a doubt in my intellect, I knew I could desire her with telling my news report ... just without any figure and locations.

I tell her about how I fell in sexual love with a woman who had a deranged envious married man. 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 utter with a sincere fascination for what I have to say.

"You've been through Hades and back King 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 gong from above. Emily gets up and walks toward the social movement of the plane.

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

I take a expert look at my favorable air hostess. I never really acknowledge how beautiful she is. She wears on a tight white collared shirt that hugs her mass medium size boob and a contraband mini tie around her cervix. On her header, she wears a hostess hat which reminds me of something Navy Panama would have on. Emily has a soaked mini skirt on with scanty hosiery on and high up heel. Her skirt does a grand job of showing how round and curvy her ass is. Emily looks to be in her early thirties 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 up on my crew."

"Ah it's all just. 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 capable to talk to someone about all the shit I've been through the finale year."

Emily stares at me with a sincere look of sympathy. With her sitting just column inch from me, I eye her up and down really admiring her look. Her segmentation exposed to me and her cut through legs showing me how thick-skulled her ass is from the sides. For the low gear clock time in months, I'm feeling something I haven't felt since I've awaken from my comatoseness : Amytal Balls !

I'm able-bodied to discreetly keep my erecting hidden without drawing any attention.

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

"King Oliver you've been through so much pain and suffering. I can't guess what you're feeling right now. I wish I could occupy away all the hurt that you're impression and be able to vouch that you'll be ok."She tells me this as she reaches over and grabs my hand. I feel like I might just detonate in my trouser ! My pecker hurts from the pressure of my ramification keeping it tucked down !

"Uhh ... thanks Emily. As practically as this sucks ... I like to reckon at the positive slope of this and think that this is just a new escapade I'm about to set out. I'm a new man and this is a new root. 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 situation !"

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

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

A bit confused, I ask her what she means.

She then stands up excitedly, and walks to the book binding of the airplane. She reaches into the mini crew closet and pulls out her nightlong luggage. Inside of it, she reaches in and takes out a small pinko bag.

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

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

I grab the pinko bag from Emily and unzip it.

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

A nursing bottle of application, condom, an anal plug, lube, and perfume.

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

"I'd passion to celebrate a fresh starting with you."

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

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

With that, our lips touch and ringlet.

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

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

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

I feel her legs chemise on each English as she kicks off her heels. As I shove my spit down Emily's throat, all I can suppose about are my grass coming back to life ! The way her pilus brushes on my face and neck opening. How she smells of lavender and coconut oil. Her breath tasting minty with the remnants of the whisky we both indulged. All the while thinking how horny I was at the Same time ! Emily has my prick at its intemperate it's been in calendar month ! Oh the joy of being capable to gratify my sexual impulse after such a large drought !

She continues to grind herself on me as we kiss.

Eventually, I pull her off me just to suspire !

She laughs when I do so.

"Too much action for you ?"

I pull myself up and tolerate facing her.

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

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

Emily closes her eyes moaning softly enjoying the tickling esthesis of my buss and nibbling. I unbutton her shirt completely and pull it off exposing her Edward Douglas White Jr. lacy bra. With a speedy thrust behind her back, my helping hand swiftly find her straps. I hear the magic click as her bra falls down onto the floor. With her black tie still around her neck, I take a trade good feel at her au naturel breasts in awe. Emily has medium sized titty that are perky with inure nipples. I stand staring at those beautiful orb in figurehead of me.

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

"Stop staring and try them already."

Immediately I'm taken out of my trance, and reality bang in. I sit back onto the couch behind me. Emily gets back onto my lap as I take her breasts and rub them back and Forth against my cheek. I grab her left tit and proceed to gently thrash her mammilla. I've never seen nipples as hard as hers ! Emily continues to moan softly as I switch around licking each of her titty and mammilla. I find the courage, and bite them as I hold her down on my lap to keep her from squirming.

"Oh YES ! Oh YES Joseph Oliver !"My air hostess encourages me to nibble on her tit.

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

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

She gives me a side glance smile as she bends back down and slowly twist off her thin disastrous scanty, showing me her denude ass and thick pussy rim. Swiftly, she tosses both to the face and backs her way into my face.

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

"Fuck yeah infant ! Hmmmm ! ! !"

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

"Taste me baby."

I take my tongue and commence to eat the sheepcote of her clit as my olfactory organ is buried into her asshole. 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 Delicious hole. With two fingers, I bury them deep into her ass causing her to gasp.

"diddly-shit ! Yes baby ! finger my soaked ass !"

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

"Oh fuck yes ! FINGER THAT SOB ! FUCK ! ! Oh jack ! That's the spot ! ! !"

Emily takes control once again stepping forward away from me.

She reaches into her pink bag and pulls out her lubricator and rump spark plug. She pours a ca-ca load of lube on her deal and then her plug. She reaches behind herself and slowly digit her shit.

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

"Do me a favor hun and put this sucker up my ass please ?"I didn't need to learn her say THAT twice ! I grab her plug and align it with her arsehole. Emily spreads her legs 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 difficulty. With my hand covered in lubricator, I lean into Emily and begin to kiss her once again as I play with her button. She groans as she pulls me unaired and kisses me enjoying the sensation. Emily pulls me away.

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

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

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

"I want you to just unlax baby ... and bet me in the eye ... can you do that for me ?"

I nod with lust as I watch Emily necessitate 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 whiz of being licked like an ice cream cone. reddish blue just loved doing that for me while she sucked me off. Oh how it's felt like class since we've go seen each other !

Emily then begins to take up me off slowly at for the first time but increases her tempo bobbing her head up and down. She stares at me as she does so obviously enjoying the fact that I'm in the heating plant of the instant enjoying it all ! Emily surprises me next when I feel her forefinger squeeze into my dickhead !

"Oh shite ! What the FUCK ? ?"

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

She smirks at me catching her breath.

"Do you like this ?"

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

"I was not expecting that at all !"

Emily smirks again.

"Good."

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

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

I could not believe what a nut my flight attendant is ! Emily then begins to lick my ball sack all the way up to my calamus. She does this for a few minutes until I'm unable to handle the situation any recollective.

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

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

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

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

Laughing aloud I tell her.

"fountainhead ... five calendar 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 beef in. I watch her base on balls away to the galley to get us some drinkable. She's completely naked only leaving on her back tie around her cervix and her shiny fag 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 come out riding me, we hear the buffer make an announcement on the PA.

"Just a promontory up Emily and King Oliver, we're about to hit some centrist Sturm und Drang, so please sit down and warp up until we turn off the seatbelt sign of the zodiac giving you the all-clear that it's safe to strike about the cabin."

We hear a mellow chime as the police captain illuminates the seat belt sign.

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

That's when my brain hits a great idea.

"Why arrest here ? Captain said it was only moderate turbulency. 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 eyes widen from exhilaration

"I'm totally up for that !"

Emily then begins to fag her hips on me as she slowly startle to bounce on my hammer. She slowly rides my light beam bouncing up and down, keeping my dick hardened inside her.

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

The aeroplane begins to dislodge around up and down aggressively. The upheaval felt a bit more terrible than just"moderate."

I continue to hold onto Emily as the airplane bounces up and down. With the turbulence shaking the plane, Emily shifts up and down on my shaft. We both moan together enjoying the touch of mother Nature doing the workplace for us.

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

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

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

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

With the help of the turbulency, I'm able to conduct over. I pull her closer to me as I begin to shake my body up and down increasing my pace.

Emily begs for me to fuck her faster as I enjoy the phone of her screaming and my dick clapping her impertinence.

"FUUUUUCK ! ! !"

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

"sanctum Shit ! That was phenomenal infant ! And the entirely turbulency thing ? ? unbelievable ! !"

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

Emily laid down on the put catching her breath. I glance down her naked sweaty eubstance. Her shiny plug caught my attending once again.

"How bout I interchange that male plug of yours and make full your ass up with my turncock ?"

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 dickhead.

"Fill me baby !"

I grab her and tend her cover into the corner of the sofa and spread her legs wide apart.

With one knee on the flooring and the other on the end of the lounge, I grab my hawkshaw and easily insert it whole into her asshole.

Emily's optic widen as she gasps.

"FUCK !"

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

"C'mon Oliver ! shag my miserly asshole ! screw my ass ! I'm not afraid of that big stopcock of yours in my butthole ! So fuck it ! FUCK MY ASS ! !"

As I continued to pound this horny flight attendant in the ass, I grab her breasts and burn down hard on her tit, causing her to shout out even more !

My second orgasm being mo away, I then pull my tool out immediately and squeeze the entireness of it into her snatch as I release my second encumbrance deep into Emily.

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

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

"gustatory perception my ejaculate you stewardess whore !"

I reach into her pussy and dig the remnant of my lode out of her. Emily snap up my hand and shoves my fingers in her sassing licking up my spunk.

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

With that, Emily stands up and osculation me.

"Bob Hope you're gratify with that fresh start celebration."

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

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

Time flies when you're having a slap-up metre !

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

"VERNAZZA"it reads.

I look up the positioning on my speech sound using the map. The loyal way to get there is by train. From the flavour of it, the train station is a few blocks from the airport and has veritable serve to and from the region of Vernazza. The next wagon train leaves in about 45 mo.

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

She makes an announcement on the PA,

"Welcome to Genoa Italian Republic !"

I grab my handbag and walk to to the front of the plane.

"commodity luck Mr. doorman on all your futurity 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 footling"celebration"she did for me.

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

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

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

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

As we drive along the coast of Italy, I stare at the watch glass blue pee and the lush verdure 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 railroad 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 place and Mr. Roberto helps me with my bags into the place.

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

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

We part style as I wait for my gear to take me to my new home plate.

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

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

I grab my travelling bag and headspring to the antechamber expanse of the post.

I remembered Jeff's instructions about texting the only when striking on my speech sound. I text"ARRIVED"to a Calluna vulgaris P. on my earphone. I'm still confused as to who this heather mixture is. Is she a tour template ? A local anaesthetic 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 gear up to anticipate this Heather someone. It's been a tenacious journey getting here and all I wanted to do in my new habitation is to get a gracious repast and some sleep.

"Mr. Porter ?"I turn to face the oddly familiar spirit voice and I'm surprised to see Calluna vulgaris ... ..also known as Violet Taylor !

"Violet ? ?"

With tears 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 life, I'm finally able to let reality sink in and I lean into her and plant a osculation on her diffused sassing. We kissed passionately for some time holding each other, trying to realise the instant last.

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

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

She helps with my bag as we walk together out of the train post and outside. I'm surrounded by lulu as I stare at the coast to my left, hills upon mound of villages on my rightfield, and a river in the eye.

"Where's the car ?"I ask.

Violet grin,"Absolutely no cars out here sweetie. This region is very buck private and secluded to society. This is as far as the power train will go. former than that, boats or helicopters are the way into this area.

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

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

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

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

"Yes indeed ... provide me to introduce myself to you Oliver. My public figure is Calluna vulgaris. Heather gatekeeper ... .your wife."

Calluna vulgaris reaches over and osculation me.

All of this feels surreal ! !

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

I give her a snog back.

Heather unties our boat from the wharf, 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.

Scots heather has changed a lot since we've finish seen each other, the horrifying night we had at the motel. She's very tan from the climate of our new abode. heather is now a brunet with full-strength hair cut short. She's lost some weight as her consistence 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 day together all their lives. How he was like a brother to her. She tells me that Jeff was in the Department of native land 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 hubby, a special ops Navy cachet. Jeff had a team of mass dispose of Charles Joseph Clark Taylor and fake our deaths to quash our families being in risk for the murder of Mr. Taylor.

Once Violet ( Heather ) knew that I was going to be ok, when I was an a medically have coma, Jeff set up her false name and sent her over to Italian Republic months in approach to allow me to recoup while she set up our new base.

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

We then arrive at a small dock with a couple of other gravy holder. I grab majority of my grip as Heather leads the way up the hill. We get to the top, and fix our way to a private way which takes us to a beautiful small house overlooking the coast and a great vista of our Village called"cinque Terre."

"So get back in Luke ... .I bastardly King Oliver haha. That's going to be quite an adjustment to get used to."We both laugh as I drop my handbag into our room. Calluna vulgaris gives me the M tour of duty of our mansion. She takes pridefulness in showing me her garden in our backyard.

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

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

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

"Heather ... you saved me that dark. All I could think about was you. How I could not stand to experience the rest of my life without you. I did what I had to do ... there are aftermath to what my activity did. We won't ever be able to refund to the US or see our syndicate again ... but none of that matters because I have all I need ... .right in front of me."

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

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

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

I sink my face into the pillow beside her face as I began to get a conversant feeling of an sexual climax coming. Heather bites down on my shoulder begging for more.

My hands rub her body all over. From her bosom with her newly pierced nipples, all the way down her waist. I massage her strong sweaty torso as I thrust my cock in and out of her pussy.

As I began to climax, broom began to scream.

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

It was a beautiful feeling. It hurt so bad as I continued to lb her flesh as our tongues engulfed each former. I keep pumping my hammer 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 biography flash before their eye right before dying, I saw my life flash with every moment I've shared with Calluna vulgaris back when we were St. Luke and reddish blue.

Our first night together. Our vacation to Mexico. Sharing her with her sister Linda. Our breakup during the time her ex took over her life. Our days locked up in that motel by that psycho. How he tortured me and raped her. And of course of study the riot ... the terrible screams after the gun went off. I saw ALL of those mo when my climax hit Scots 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 passion for her.

From that distributor point on, I knew that no topic what challenges we faced ... we'd be OK. We had each other. That's all that mattered. New name calling, new assumed name, new homes, new lives. heather mixture will always hold a peculiar place in my ticker. Heather ... Ms. Taylor the MILF.

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My heart is pounding. I see him ! My work force have been freed finally after COUNTLESS tries of cutting the ropes that have imprisoned me. It's been days without food or water system. I'm so weak at this point in time. With his back turned to me, I stand up quickly. My knee are so faint from being tied to a president for days, it's hard for me to stand.

"WHAT THE FUCK ? ? GET BACK IN YOUR hindquarters NOW cunt ! ! ! ! !"He screams at me and reaches for his blade. That Lapp vane that he has used to slash my cheek, weapon, 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."knock ... BANG ! ! !"

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"NOOOOOOOOOOOO ! ! ! ! ! !"

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

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

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

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

"Shhhh ... it's ok. It's just a flashback infant. You need to let it go. It's been over three long time. It's all in the past. I need you to just rest for me. Go outside and get some unfermented air if you need to."

pickings her advice, I kiss her. I get out of bed, and pass to our small kitchen. I wash my face with cold water and drink down a large cup for rehydration.

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

I stop once I reach the cliff, close to the trail that's connected to the relief of the little small town in this Italian part. Our Village is very private with absolutely no approach to cars. Only way in is by boat or chopper.

I stop and think about how my life has turned the close few years ever since that summer day I came back household to see Mrs. Taylor ( broom ). I think about my family that I left behind back in the United DoS. I miss them so much, but I know that I can never pass back. I'm a spectre. Violet is a ghost. We both died that day, according to the Police, coast guard duty, and all other lookup and Rescue teams. We were given new sprightliness. New false name. A fresh kickoff ... .on the one status that we could never go back dwelling house. Ever.

It's a quiet and peaceable topographic point here and I've adjusted well to it all. I work at a local anesthetic market and I also fish by the coast for a living. Violet sells jewellery and other accessories all around town to the tourist that come from around the world. Life is goodness ... but I still plow with my demons I just can't let go. They haunt me and take me back to that day when the humans as I knew it came crashing down ! They come in the contour 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 deal it. The fear. The guilt. The trauma. It's a permanent scrape for lifespan that I can only cover but can never bring around. Don't get me damage ... she needs me just as bad as I need her. What we both went through that day ... I'm surprised she's been so firm for me.

I sit down on a prominent boulder, overlooking the coast. I close my eyes. I take cryptic breaths. I listen to the steady sounds of the breeze and the waves of the water crashing into shore. It's the best therapeutic for me to calm myself down. The best 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 gentle wind against my face and I run faster ! I run down the trail taking me all throughout the small town. meter flies by because when I stop to see my breath, I look across The Valley and see the sun beginning to ascend.

I walk back abode with a smile on my face. Everything is going to be ok ! I take the final turn by the trail and up the cliff where my house is up, down a private pathway. It's sentence to inflame up Heather for breakfast, and bulge out our day.

I get back house 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 body to me.

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

With a grinning I tell her I have a better musical theme.

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



CONCLUSION :

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

ball club months later, heather gave birth to our son. We named him Luke ! Both of us were happy taking fear of Luke and raising him up. We were hesitant about telling him our story one day. How our relationship began and our conflict of getting to where we were present day. I guess we'll have to wait and see. sentence will recite.

THE END !

Thanks for all the dear and supporting !

This serial publication took me over three years to write and complete !

To give up for the time in between each share of this series, I will republish each narration daily beginning in February 2019 ! !

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