He could feel when the release took over and he was transfixed with the ecstasy that she caused him by that simple act. He wanted all of her, his need...to delve into her depths was all consuming. He gently rose up and kissed her as her body began to quiet . He lowered himself to her and felt the heat that he had caused . He joined there two bodies and began a slow rhythm that was known only to them. There eyes locked and there mouths sealed to one another and there bodies entwined to became. ’ The she tightened the tourniquet on my thigh, strapped me to a stretcher and stabbed me full of morphine to stop my screams. I came to, standing in front of my pale, horrified wife, then turned and hopped to the bathroom. I dove for the toilet, put my face in the bowl and threw up and threw up . . . and threw up. ‘Denny! Denny, what’s wrong?’ Olivia looked down at me in panic. ‘Denny, what’s happening?’ ‘Fuh . . . fuh . . . fuh . . . f-flashback, I think.’ I let go of the cold, hard. I looked at him as if I knew nothing. He looked as though he was seriously in the movie. I too tried to concentrate but I could feel my panties getting badly wet because of the fingers on my thighs. The one on my right put his arm around my back holding my shoulder in his palm. I looked at him “Leave it Didi, mein aapko kuch takleef Nahi dunga”. He too must have been from the other guys place and he looked handsome too. We started watching the movie. The hand on my shoulder too started to move. " Marti'en who was having an especially bad day snapped "then it's about time you learned, we will start working on that this evening" then she was gone. Laurel stood in the middle of the room blinking back tears, she hadn't called Re in a panic, she had simply asked him if Marti'en could help. Lady Joan whispered "was she a witch?" Laurel rushed over to the bed "no, Lady Joan she isn't a witch, she is a healer" Lady Joan frowned "she disappeared in front of my very eye's" Laurel tucked the.