We hold for a moment, eye to eye, as she ponders. Her hands snake into my short hair and she kisses me hard, then whispers in my ear, "Make love to me...like you mean it, like I deserve it."I give her a warm smile. "Absolutely. I wouldn't have it any other way. Now close your eyes, cast out everything from your mind, and open yourself only to the pleasure you feel."I begin slowly. Kisses and whispers, little licks, caresses like feathers dancing across her skin. I slowly knead and squeeze, pinch. “Hey, what are you doing here?”, mom asked.“Let me come inside”, I said. I came in and closed the door. I sat on the bed. Mom was trying to find something to cover herself.“No, it’s ok mom. You are beautiful like this”, I said.She blushed and sat next to me. I couldn’t take my eyes off her perfect navel on her flat stomach and her milky cleavage.“You are looking at them a bit longer”, she said.“Oops. Sorry. Not my mistake”, I said.“Not my mistake either”, she said.I put my left hand around my. "We've got to get out of here!" Balor shouted, grabbing Luria's hand. He was back to himself, the spell having worn off. Throwing off the furs he wore on his shoulders, he started dragging her toward the door."What of Isobel?" Luria shouted.Behind them there was the sound of a roaring, like the deepest belly of hell calling for its meal. Graeme looked back and felt his skin crawl. Magnus's blood had sunk deep into the rocks, finding the ground below. It had created a vortex, a swirling sucking. I didn’t know why, but they were. I didn’t think much more about the guy, even though I made a mental note to look for him again. Several days later, I found myself on the back nine, once again and this same guy drove up next to my beer cart. “Hi Ally,” he announced as he parked beside my cart. “Hey Mister Budweiser,” I replied. He laughed. “Glad you remembered,” he replied. His real name was “Tom.” I handed him two beers from the cart cooler. “Are you out here every day?” he asked. .