I think what it would be like to have you here beside me. How it would be to feel the warmth of your body next to me and how it would be to have you r...ach for me and pull me into your arms. I turn to my side, almost prepared to see you lying there… but all that is there is an empty space, as empty as the feeling I experience having a lover whom Ive never seen nor actually spoken to. I close my eyes and make myself go to sleep only to dream of you once again. ****** Oh, yes. I dream of you just. The sound, echoing around the kitchen.To his surprise she spat at him. The warm spittle hitting him directly across his nose. He growled a deep low growl at her. His hand again struck out, the slap leaving her cheek glowing red. Her eyes were wild, large and frightened yet he had gone beyond sense now. As his hand grabbed her hair, yanking and twisting it tightly. He pulled her, stumbling and sobbing to the bedroom. Throwing her across their bed.His lust and rage so powerful now, he felt he had. This was partly the reason why I insisted on going to Sicily. Of course my parents had no idea of the turbulence that went through my heart at the sight of a beautiful youth. In the gentle gloaming of April I often deliberately chose the longer way home after school in order to pass the football field of the university and catch sight of the robust, youthful bodies of the football lads. The silhouettes of their running bodies in the dusk often evoked a sense of heroicism in me, that sense of. ‘I mean, it’s a little scary, you know? We took a helluva chance here.’ Ann kissed him softly. ‘I know we did,’ she said, ‘now let me down. We better get dressed and back to work before someone comes looking for us and we do get in trouble.’ They straightened their clothes back on, then Ann gave Lonnie a kiss on the cheek and started to walk back out to the sales floor. After taking about five steps, she stopped and turned. ‘Lonnie, are…are you still planning on coming over after work tonight?’.