But you are not dreaming, this is real,” a voice said in my head.I was in the space. Far, far below was the receding planet of love. To one side gle...med the vast dark hull battleship; and on every side, and up, and down, were stars and the distance of another heartbreak.In spite of all my will, the shock was inexpressibly violent.My active mind jerked. I staggered physically; and I would have fallen like a blindfolded creature except that, in the movement of trying to keep on my feet, I. The priest’s lilting North West brogue breaks into my meandering thoughts with a tiny squeak of microphone feedback, and the show is officially rolling. ‘We gather here today to celebrate the life of Agnes McCormac, who has now returned to her home with Our God, The Father.’ A panicked assessment of neighbouring faces confirms it’s my error, and not that of the priest confidently holding court up ahead. ‘Shite.’ It’s slipped out, in barely a whisper between my gritted teeth, but the whole front. You do so as you feel my hot little hands start to caress your neck and shoulders, rubbing the warm scented oil over them. Kneading your muscles and turning you aches into little quivers of pleasure. My strong fingers find the little knots of tight muscles and they rotate and push and smooth them out. More oil is poured onto your back and the heels of my hands are moving from the base of your neck right down the middle of your back all the way to your sweet ass where they stop. You are. For almost the first month, I had visitors daily. Only in the last couple of weeks had things tapered off. This week, I asked for no visitors unless it was a dire emergency, because I had exams. Surprisingly, nothing dire came up.I pulled into my usual parking spot in front of my apartment. On either side of me were vehicles I didn’t know. That wasn’t completely unusual, since I didn’t know most of the vehicles driven by my House members. I sat in my car for a moment, letting myself enjoy the.