Would you like some wine?" I nod my head, and she pours me a glass. I sit on the sofa opposite to her. I look around the room. All of those rooms look...the same. Just big enough for two people, but definitely not claustrophobic. There isn't too much furniture here, just two identical sofas on two opposite sides of the room, and a small table between them. The sofas are quite soft and comfortable. There is also a large mirror on one of the walls. For the people who like to watch themselves. For. After weeks of friendship, you would fuck me just to keep me at arm's length.Then you would be gone.Those were the stakes of the game I played. I knew this well. If I laid back and accepted you now, you would take me to heaven, then cast me out and bar the gates forever. To allow this would be to protect myself as well. Simple, physical, one more time and I could be left with memories. If memories were what I desired.Tell me about me.The topic that produced fear and hope. So many questions.. S pulled into a parking lot. "Okay. This is what we'regoing to do and we don't have a lot of time. Faith, Buffy, I want youtwo to go..." Before he could finish, he grabbed his head in pain. Sodid R and Jordan, all three fell down unconscious. Faith and Buffystarted to run to safety, but before they could react both heard aterrible high pitched sound. It seemed to cut right through them. Soonboth were also unconscious.The Man in the Suit walked to their unconscious bodies, "Hmm. Shame. ’ Continuing the chitchat with her, I helped her out of her coat, escorted her to the table I had made a reservation upon. The evening was wonderful, we danced, ate some tidbits, treated ourselves to a sparkling white wine. First, we had to get used to each other again, which gave me a chance to listen to her giggles until I planted my heel on her toes during a three step. I apologized wordly, promised to kiss the painful area later on. ‘My big toe? How erotic.. Can’t you think of something.