Now I begin to approach your bed, assessing you, slowly taking on the form of the woman you want so much in your dreams. Tall, slender, wide childbear...ng hips and heavy, pale breasts, darkest brown, long hair framing what I know to be hazelish-green eyes. I look down at this new version of myself, noting that not only am I completely naked, but my cunt is bare, completely smooth, and again I laugh. Such a common fantasy amongst mortal men in these recent years. Thousands of years have passed. Why are you coming close to me?Me: Ok, I will move awayA: No, no… Wait…M: smiled… And stand still, she closed her and moved her head towards me and moved my hands with her hands to hold her waist…I moved towards her, her breathing is slow and her boobs rising up and down with the breath… moved closer to her and kissed her pick lips…A: mmm…She can’t control anymore and held my head tight to kiss, pulled her towards me by holding her waist and kissing hard, exchanging saliva, pressing her back. “Do not close your eyes!” was all he said before he sunk into her. She didn’t think she’d be able to handle the sensations coursing through her body. The way he filled her completely, the way he seemed to know how to do everything ‘just right’, and the way he treated her like and object and not something to cherish (a secret fantasy of hers). “Watch yourself,” he whispered huskily into her ear, “watch how your beautiful breasts jiggle as I thrust into you,” he tugged gently on her hair,. A funny thing, although we were in and out, moving stuff etc. we never hung around, just did what needed to be done and left, no messing around. +++++ = MY SWEET CHERRY = When the first came around we went out for dinner and a show (I think, I don’t recall that part of the evening as well as what followed). We were both nervous, anxious, awkward and all those other words that mean we were scared silly and had no idea of what we were doing. Finally we could find no more excuses and had to face.