Underworld. All eternity. Me. Oh God, the shades, they're becoming clearer. Merging. Forming. I can barely put one foot in front of the other. Men. Wa...riors. Musculature. Sweat sheened and battle grimed. Faces. Clear, recognisable faces." Who are they? Can you tell who they are?" "The shades, they're pushing me to my knees. I can't stand. Can't walk. There are shapes between us Orpheus, crowding in, I can barely see you. That's Achilles." "The Achilles?" "Agamemnon, Perseus, Theseus. Warrior. Later in the week we were in the park and Peter fell out of a tree I ran to him, my stomach a knot of anxiety. He started to get to his feet hugging his left arm. "Peter, Peter are you hurt?" I reached out to help him stand and he cried out in pain. His arm was agony."Ahhhhh don’t touch it Mum, it HURTS."I called Susan and we helped him stumble to the car. The hospital checked him, x-rayed him and soon he reappeared, pale faced, a plaster cast encasing his arm from just below his elbow to his. Then he went up from my cock and was gently kissing my body. It was good. He was passionate about it. Saying again that he liked my body. I was completely excited and aroused. He moved up with the kisses to my chest and nipples. Someone kissing my nipples turns me on so much. And from my nipples he went higher to my neck and then my lips. I don't always like kissing with men, but now I was so into it and kissed him back passionately. He then moved down again through my nipples and sucking my. She laughed and helped me up.When I was vertical again, she gave me a glass of something to drink. "Here, drink this. It'll help you."I stared at the greenish-brown muddy looking fluid, grimacing."It will help," she told me."Really?" I wasn't enthused."Well, you don't really need it, it's mostly a psychological thing. But there are various minerals and vitamins in there, so yes, it does actually help." Okay." It actually didn't taste quite as bad as it looked. But only just."Now," she said,.