She moaned out loudly in pain. He leaned in and kissed her. "the pain goes away" He says to her. "Keep going" She said, He started to move in and out...slowly, He could see alittle blood as he pulled out, but kept going. Slowly the pain got less intense and more manage able, and then soon enjoy able, He could see the changes on her face and started to go alittle faster. Each of them moaning in pleasure, Each of their moans sending each of them into physical needs. He pressed into her faster and. We are breathing one another's breath. No, this is not urgency. This is slowly building to another boiling release of carnal ecstasy. It has been an evening of sexual taunting and it isn't over.Our breathing is audible, as are our kisses. Our kisses are controlled. Our breathing isn't.You press into me. I press back. You press me harder against the door, your right leg pressing between my slightly-parted legs. You straddle my leg, your hips engaging in a deliberate, hot grind against my thigh. "Were does it all go?" she asked herself.Sometimes it seemed that they were just getting by. She made a decent salary as a teacher, especially since she'd gotten tenure and Emi was doing OK as a teaching assistant. She'd do even better once she finished up those last few credits she needed for her teaching certificate.Emi and Jeanette had been together for almost 5 years now and it had been with the 25 year old Japanese woman that she'd found contentment. It seemed like every day brought. I cry every time I remember the look on the nurses face, when I knew the end was near. She came in and pulled away the tubes. Then the doctor came, and they turned off your life support. I closed my eyes as I heard the rhythmic sound of your heart monitor shift to a single sharp note. I still hear that in my head sometimes when I close my eyes. I don’t think it’ll ever go away. But what I’ll remember even more is what happened just before all of that. They stepped out of the room to let me say.