Seeing an erection back then was a shock, but seeing everyone sporting a 'beamer' without as much as a concern for others had me rooted and mesmerized... the drunk men looking down at me, must have guessed who I was, and for the five minutes or so I stood amongst them listening and watching my mother, who was blissfully unawares her daughter was watching her frantic humping, turned and left and went back into my cabin, to discover I had a seeding on the back of my blond hair, some guy could not. Afterward, when he had disengaged, she would close her legs tightly and push her ass cheeks tightly and repeatedly into the mattress as a mythical barricade so as to prevent him from entering her again back there. Then he would hold her in his arms and she would cry for a few minutes, and then kiss him very tenderly again and say thank you.One Saturday in late spring, on one of those days when he really wanted to be anywhere but at work, he observed a teen age girl, wearing a raincoat, walking. He had watched as his sister's glowing face was shrouded by the cloak of Death, his scythe whistling down to slice cleanly through the sinew and blood vessels of her delicate throat. He had watched his wife attempt to run from the spectral figure. Death had just glided towards her, undaunted, and finished his dark work.Then Death had turned to James. Past the black cloak, past the bones underneath, James could make out the only two organs that Death retained. Those black eyes, with their. "She was so beautiful," Lisa said quietly. "I miss her like part of my heart is missing."I leaned forward and kissed the top of her head. Her smell was deep and intoxicating. I ran my hands to her throat and the untied the ribbon supporting her silken gown. The filmy material slid down the high slopes of her breasts. Her hand came up to catch it before it completely fell. Our eyes were locked in the mirror. I ran my hands down and gently pushed hers away. The gown dropped leaving her naked from.