He rolled off her and pulled her into his arms. He was trembling, just as she was. She put her hand up to brush the perspiration off his forehead, rub...ed her cheek against his chest and whispered his name over and over.He spoke softly near her ear "I have never particularly liked my name, but when you say it like that, it's the most beautiful sound in the world. Go to sleep, Baby. I may want to do that again in the morning, just to hear you say my name."Gail awakened when Howard was nibbling on. “Lars”, I whispered. “Are you awake?”Only silence answered me, and the calm breath of my little brother. He was sound asleep.Lucky guy.I walked closer to his bed. For whatever reason I was careful to make no noise to wake him up.Ha-ha, as if. The sky was roaring as if the time of Armageddon had finally come. If this didn’t woke him up, my footsteps certainly wouldn’t either.I stood next to Lars’ bed. My eyes got used to the dark, and finally I was able to see him.My breath stopped for a. Then it would be over.As she lay there, belly down on the wrinkled sheets, her eyes followed the unusual pattern on the floor. She could see the small metal studs in the flooring, and knew that these somehow conducted the current which made her a prisoner on the bed, denying her even the freedom to move about this small room.She knew it was a deliberate psychological pressure. By confining her to the small world of the bed except when she ate or bathed or answered the call of nature, she was. "W-what?" I asked."You're sexy!" she blurted out."Um, thank you." I gave a nervous laugh."Amber," Cara asked, "have you ever been with a girl before?" Uhh no... Cara, I'm straight." Well that doesn't mean anything," Cara replied. "I've been with a woman before." She flushed. With that, she came closer to me and whispered in my ear, "It'll be fun, I swear," with a naughty giggle. She lifted her dress up over her head and sighed. I was surprised--her breasts were quite large. I stared wide-eyed.