It is like they are strangers that have never touched. They are stretched out beneath heavy blankets, holding each other tight and kissing so softly. ...either is sure what to give or what to take.Little by little, Dorothy expresses love for Caroline with mouth and hands, words and glances. In the midst of their growing passion, Dorothy's eyes insist that Caroline attend. Those eyes have traction, a dark gravity that draws Caroline down into something so endless that she fears she will topple and. "Well, for one thing this is taffeta honey and most taffetas rustle. For another thing this is something we sort of enjoy. A kind of spotlight if you will. Feeds a little into our senses when we're feeling pretty." Mark's mother said smiling apologetically as she added, "It's a girl thing."Mark was silent as he lifted his tee shirt off laying it now with his jeans."Life your arms honey." Mark's mother said as she gathered the slip. It was the same sound as the trees in fall next to his window. Probably one of them playing tricks on an old man. He thought. He scanned the rooms one by one until he got to the last room. The room they dubbed "The vampire room" because that's where all the victims of the vampire rapings were. Each one savaged and then drained of blood. Poor souls the guard thought. The guard shone his light into the room and what he saw made his skin crawl. One of the corpses, the newest one, what was her name again? Zoe! She was sitting up breathing heavily, but that. I could smell it wherever I went. I had to get back between her legs. So I was back on line. This time she had me boasting I could go longer than her. Why was I doing this? Here we go again Yet another Boast We continued to have our sessions. Yes my stamina grew, but the sessions grew longer. When they were done I always thought never again. My jaws ached and my face felt like it had been abused quite roughly. But I kept going back. Before an upcoming session I made the comment it wasn’t fair.