.or just kill me.”“When I am ready, not you.”Feet planted, she started to undulate, no other word for it. First, she stripped off her sports bra... then her shorts. She wore no panties, so now all she was wearing was her jogging shoes and socks. Then she started the routine that originally glued my eyes to her ten years ago.A slow gyrating dance, hips and arms swaying, eyes closed, mouth parted. Her hands moved between her legs, then up and outside her thighs and hips, over her belly and up to. ..Stillness in time...***Morning. Daniel woke up suddenly to the sound of shouting downstairs. His eyes shot open like a greyhound out of the start gate at the beginning of an intense race. He found himself on the floor of his room. His back was against the hard, cold wall and his legs were folded around the 90 degree angle of the corner of the room. His right arm ached where he had been led on it. He tried to move his numb, tingling right arm out from underneath his stomach but it wouldn’t. I went to the same school with Chad since elementary school, but he never said more than a few words to me until I started developing my craving for cock and my reputation started making it’s rounds around our high school. He had always been popular, but never more since becoming a star senior on both the varsity baseball and football teams. That night I went over to his house under the pretense of watching a movie. Technically we did, the movie did play on the television. However, neither of. It wants to believe you are not only aware of me; that you are the source feeding a part of me I had locked away so tightly, never to be revisited. You are restless and are moving with the twitches and jerks of coming to consciousness. I watch quietly as you wake up; akin to watching someone come back to the surface of a warm lake. First bubbles, then ripples and then a head slides out of the water with an inhale. Your eyes slowly focus on me standing over you and you realize that you are not.