Coming out of my trance I looked around, I could feel the difference but could not tell where the lock was. Slowly I turned from facing the wall and t...at was when it jumped out at me. The end light had a tiny area that was in darkness beside it. It was a tiny spot but it was out of place. I looked at Samil and then John with the ten men behind him.They all had a determined look on their face, “Samil, I was not expecting you but since you are here I have an offer for you.”He looked back at me. I hadn't beenseriously hurt, but the car was totaled. Out of some combination ofannoyance and misplaced stoicism I'd neglected to be checked out byparamedics. I'd felt fine. Until a couple of days later. It wasn'tagony, but it did hurt. The dull throbbing in seemingly random parts ofmy body was familiar in that way. Was that what had happened? Was thatwhy I was so disoriented?No, that couldn't be it. My head still hurt too much for me to keep myeyes open, but while I couldn't vouch for the. Her smile can light up the room, but she looks just like an angel when she's asleep. Soon, she began to stir. When I was sure she was awake, I started caressing her body. She snuggled up to me, putting her head on my shoulder, as I continued rubbing her back, hip and thigh. Occasionally, I reached around to squeeze her bottom. I was already hard with anticipation.She asked me to go put on the kettle for tea, which I did. When I returned to bed and got under the covers again, I rolled her. After heating a small microwavable dinner for himself and pouring a niceglass of wine, he walked over and sat before his computer. He paused fora moment, sipped on his lovely chilled wine and wished he could see alive woman. Smiling to himself at such a silly wish, he began his eveningby bringing up his Email, he studied the inbox.There it was, the notification that his story had been posted on fiction-mania, he smiled to himself. Proud that he had actually tried to write acoherent collection.