.. I'm pretty tired sweetie. Are you gonna be all right by yourself? I know you said you didn't want to be alone, but you seem a lot better now... and...if you need anything, you can just come and talk to me." Oh, yeah, I'll be fine. I didn't mean I needed you right next to me. I just meant I didn't want to go home to an empty apartment." Ok, sweetie. I mean it; if you need ANYTHING at all, just come talk to me. I'm off work tomorrow, so you can wake me up all you want. And NO I will not get. In the morning, lying in bed, warm amidstthe silk and satin of his nightie, its massage of his prostrateproduced the inevitable hardening and more ..... although even thatlately .... with .... with Uncle Silas .... was not so...."I thought not. Well I suggest you move on to the next size dear,but wear it only at night time. We don't want you too extended dowe? The flexibility of the sphincter is all important. Even themost gorgeous men are not as well endowed as one would like, andthere is. As she walked back to the table to wipe up the cookie crumbs there was the shadow again. Only this time it stayed. She lost her ability to move. Her feet were glued to the floor. The air around her grew cold and heavy. Despite all of this the shadow made no movements toward her. Her heart was racing and she wanted to scream and as she opened her mouth the shadow ran right through her knocking her down. Her world faded away. She felt like Alice falling down the rabbit hole. It was like things. A deep breath taken not only to calm her excitement a bit but also that clean fresh breath you take upon returning home after a long vacation. She was indeed home. Without a word he walked her into the bedroom and put her bags down. Now he would stop the teasing, exciting her to a fever and then backing away, wouldn’t he? He turned on some music and then moved to wrap his arms around her. She could smell him, his scent. His bedroom seemed to hold that scent as its own even as she rested her.