We'd had such deep conversations, I'd thought, but I supposed it didn't mean I knew him, the Luke beneath the flesh and bones. I didn't know him at al.... The spell was broken now.I stepped out of my house, closer to him. "You're right. It is. And it's different for you, too. How does it feel to fuck another man's wife? A man you probably laughed with throughout the day. Talked about sports with, or some TV show. It must have been exhilarating for a time or you wouldn't have done it. God, I. Soundsfair to me. It was one yearago that I showed up in Vancouver and knocked on his door, uninvited,unexpected, and completely naked.? I havebeen completely naked ever since. On days when? am not kept inthe closet, I am expected to have his favorite cold drink waiting for him whenhe walks in. If not, I am punished horribly with electricity.? His favorite drink is V8, vodka, and a cup ofmy freshly poured blood, with ice, in a tall glass.? I get the blood from the little plastic'faucet" valve. I wanted to feel him suck me, then me him and I could one more time try to get his cock in my ass. Prior to this moment, every single time I tried bottoming I failed, it was always too tight or not clean enough. The drive to his place, I felt as though I might end up not wanting to go all the way. I pulled up to his driveway and he opened the door, he was an older gentleman, was wearing only shorts, no shoes or shirt, he waved for me to pull in on the grass. When I parked, he asked me to wait. She returns my kiss and quickly deepens it into fullness. Her hands return to the touches that were the original cause of my slight wound. Ready this time, I make certain to carefully place the razor onto the sink before I reach for her. I slide my fingers softly over the curve of her bottom and thrill in the combination of satin over cotton, as I cup her in my hands. As our kiss continues urgency begins to rise in us both, tempered by the comfort of familiarity. It is as if although the act of.