The time passed quietly, Patricia occasionally humming songs as she worked. I felt her hands slowly work their magic, kneading and relaxing the muscle... in my back and upper arms. It felt absolutely delightful. I began to drift, acutely aware of how wonderful her hands felt and of nothing else. My thoughts turned to Melanie. And the time passed."Here Eric. Lift up for me a bit."Patricia's hands were at both sides of my waist. I rose up without thinking, and felt her hands slide under me around. Screaming louder, you finally cum while calling out my name. The pace begins to slow down and I lay back, you join me as your hands rest at the side of my head. You’re going slowly, sighing with relief, as my hands slide to your sides and onto your back. As I run my hands gently up and down your back, I begin kissing you softly on your chest. When your energy runs out I begin to take over, lifting my hips up to meet you. Once you stop, I push up more, sliding my hands on to the top of your bum. The cool material felt strangely good. And there was something oddly intimate about wearing Emma’s clothes. Sylar found himself enjoying this moment more than all the sex they’d had. The jeans fitted around his waist, but the legs fell short. When he pulled on the flannel shirt and began buttoning, Emma got on her knees. ‘What—’ he stopped when he saw that she was rolling the bottom of his jeans up until it rested high above his ankles. His fingers moved absent mindedly as he watched her. . Dan handed the tape to the producer who put it in the machine. Tom was handed the remote and fast-forwarded it to the first part we were in. It showed the four men run up behind us and grab Christina. It showed me turn around and confront them. Within seconds it showed Tamara and Lena walking quickly towards the Ore House. As they were leaving the other two men surrounded me. I then pointed and you could here me shout, "Cops!" There was a blur and the kneecapped one was on the ground and I took.