I found it felt quite nice, almost erotic. I went about the rest of the morning doing some writing and trying not to wonder what Amy had planned for m... but it was hard to focus on anything with those thoughts creeping into my consciousness.Amy came home toting some bags and boxes in her arms. I asked if she needed help and she said she had everything under control and that I would see tomorrow most of the items she had bought. After she got her bags put away Amy handed me her list of. For a second I thought about making my way up those darkly lit area, but the tears still falling from my eyes demanded more of my attention than the curiosity that was rising in me. I hadn’t been sitting there long, licking my wounds, when a voices drifted down the muffled hallway. “I don’t care what the fire department says Lou, we were cleared by them months ago, they can’t go back on it now!” A dominating voice yelled at what seemed like the top of his lungs. I shrank back farther against. After recovering, I was able to reply, "Tim, I can't believe how lucky I am either. Lexi makes me feel alive and loved in a way I didn't think was going to happen again." And then, after looking over my shoulder, continued, "I'm glad Rick didn't hear you say that though. I thought he was going to take my head off when he found out about us." I think he's okay with things now," replied Tim, "By the way, he and Kaye were talking before you guys got here, I can tell they really like you. I think. .” She touched my hand and I felt that electric transfer of knowledge as she had done earlier; I saw Evelyn using her astral form to pleasure her husband and his friends; David begging off early and going to bed, rubbing his chest; and then Evelyn crying out in the night, holding her husband’s lifeless form in their marital bed. Oh my goodness, the poor woman. After all these years she blames herself for her husband’s death, which was doubtless nothing more than a heart attack; very probably a.