The lights were on downstairs,and the living room curtains drawn. As I let myself in and hauled mysuitcase over the threshold, I heard some hurried m...vement from inside.As well as a sofa and coffee table, there were a couple of hard-backedchairs, and the sounds I heard seemed to be of Martin arranging himselfdecorously on one of these. We had a wooden floor, and I felt sure Iheard a clatter of heels and the scrape of a chair leg.I peered round the door to find Martin sitting down on one of. Suddenly Gordon felt a warm and tingling sensation against his thigh and he instinctively reached down to feel the bulge of the key and keyring in his pocket. Gordon quickly reached into his pocket and removed the key. Immediately the sensation on his thigh stopped. Gordon began to examine the key and keyring to see if there was a sharp edge or something that would have caused the heat or the tingling. The keyring was a typical rabbit’s foot keyring popular in the 1960’s. It was beat and faded. He pushes his will forward, seeking the ultimate source for where these memories lay. Fires of the psyche begin to burn as always, forging and tempering his own psyche, greater and greater in being does he become. ====== For just a moment, two sets of eyes appear, mirror twins of one another. Shifting between green and deepest of blue, then dissipating in a swirl of mists accompanied by the silent laughter like a bubbling brook, heard only by those to who the eyes belong. ====== In the limited. He was unrelenting, on and on he went, never slowing. I thought he couldn't do it any harder but then he did and as I couldn't move and it was so hard and fast I could hardly breath. His fingers were digging into me so firmly I thought I'd be bruised. When he started to mutter 'fuck fuck fuck' I thought he was going to cum but there was more to come. Without a pause in his rhythm he leant over me pushed his hands up my top, cupped my breasts through my bra and rolled my nipples between his.