Does your memory live with you in death? Boom, boom. I need to know… do you remember what happened? Boom, boom. Are you angry with me? I need to kno...… am I forgiven? Boom, boom. I don’t want to remember dying… I don’t want to remember this pain. Boom, boom. I don’t want to remember the broken promises… that stain like cloying lies. Have you nothing to say? * * * ‘Do you dream about me? Tell me your truth. Do you dream I am with you?’ Where else would I go? How could I not dream about you? Did. They both smiled, gazing soulfully, longingly into each other's eyes. Dan and Roxanna both raced to their cars in record time. Pushing the speed limit, they both drove to Roxanna’s house. In Roxanna’s bedroom, they left the light on, so they could watch each other as they stood facing each other. Their fingers slowly, teasingly, and playfully undressed each other. As less and less clothing covered them, and more and more flesh became exposed, Roxanna and Dan both began to breathe heavier.. "The men's eyes met in silent communication."We accept." Damian bit my neck, made me moan.We disentangled and sat up. They gathered the trash."Get some sleep, you'll need it." I dove into the pool, my slender legs kicking through the clear water until I surfaced at the opposite side.~~~I made preparations as the men slept. The obligatory Vegas glitz and glam party vibe required constant maintenance. I'd needed my own nap.I admired my reflection. My pink-tipped fingers trembled while they. It was the beginning of the summer, we decided to celebrate with friends and went to the end of the session to the cottage to one of them, Lena. There were seven of us and we all met at a forum devoted to mysticism. Often met for that would try to hold on what may be a ritual, but every such meeting ends revelry and orgies. This time it promised to be exactly the same. Lena Cottage located in a quiet hamlet on the shore of a deserted lake. The last resident of this community died 20 years ago,.