"I'd nod, knowing she was right, but not daring to let go of the exquisite comfort of pain. My pain defined me, or so I thought, my heartbreak was the...chalk outline of my suffering.So, she held me, hugging me close to her chest, touching her warm hand to my leg, offering me silence when everyone else kept talking in meaningless platitudes and dismissive impatience.Inevitably then, through that intimate closeness, my pain gradually became replaced by something else. Something new. Something. It was wonderful. Elizabeth was there, lurking in the shadows. She got up very slowly, adjusting her skirt with the difficulty of a girl with one of her wrists in a plaster cast. She approached me. We stood in a face-off for a long moment. Her good hand shot up to my face… and her thumb delicately traced the semi-circular scabs which matched perfectly the white razors on display in front of me. Was that a smile? Elizabeth’s hand trailed along my jaw, her fingers curled around my neck and. .. but that’s not what did the deed. My hairbrush is bigger than that.”Oops.I headed up to my attic room ... and my closet. No matter how long I’m on Chaos and Crossroads ... fifteen minutes passes on Earth. I stripped off my regalia and headed for the portal. I made it through the second door sans clothing.“Honey! I’m home!”Val was seated ... sprawled ... in what could only be called a red satin double wide sex lounger with curves that reminded me of the swoop fendered C-3 Corvette ... the. By now his cock is so hard and hot that he is so eager to be untied. He asks me to untie him and I leaned over to his ear and say wait a few minutes more. I slither off of his lap with my legs spread and down one of his legs. He can feel the heat cuming from between them. I un-do his pants and he lifted up and I take them down slowly as his cock pops up, I rub my tits down his shaft. I’m leaning into him, he can now hold and caress my breasts and nipples and the lace peek-a-boo bra is making.