"What, what is it?" He asked as he struggled up from the floor, then he too saw.The body now lay face up and the torch picked out the white high cheek...ones of the exposed skull, together the dark caverns of the empty orbits. Beside the head on the floor were the remains of the face were still welded to the ancient carpet."Too late to help here," muttered Christian "much too late" he commented needlessly.An insane voice cackled from the closing doorway."Now good Doctor, never give up on a. She kissed my lips so gently and, almost like a midwife, helped me give birth to me very special orgasm. The period of labour was over. My body has done its best and as it shudders and spasms, at least, I know that I felt every part of it.I'm finished now. There's no more left. Everything has been torn from me. I am nothing more than the collateral damage of extreme sex.Zoe looked at me and I saw the precise moment when she saw I didn't want to leave. Our bodies betray us every time. Mine now. I keep going until your passion is spent, and then look up through the waters of the shower at your smiling beautiful face, glowing and framed in wet hair.You take my face in your hands and lift me up, to kiss me again.I undo my trousers and let them fall, you help me to unhook my pants over my rock hard penis, and then I feel your cool wet hand grasp me, and begin to rub up and down.I kiss you hard, and gently push you back to the wall again, pushing a hand between your thighs I finger you. Letting him sleep I busied myself in the kitchen making coffee. When I returned to the living room dad was awake. He had pulled up his sweatpants and looked embarrassed.He looked ashamed. “Sorry, Hon. I thought I could get it done before you got home.”“No success Dad?”“Too tired I guess.” He gave me a rueful smile. “It doesn’t work very well without you.”I stood by his chair sipping my coffee. It followed a long day at the hospital and felt a desperate need for some rest. I looked at the flat.