..”His face flushed red as memories of their last encounter flooded his mind, his hand beginning to tremble as it hovered over his XMH. He collected...himself, willing the tremors to stop, and stood straight.“What you did to me, it wasn’t right. I don’t care about your worthless culture. You knew I didn’t want it, but you did it anyway.”“You seemed to enjoy it after a while,” she crooned, smirking at him as he balled his fists. He pulled his gloves off, discarding them on the floor, showing her. Raising the blanket up he walked over and settled in snuggly as I was becoming heated by passions. Okay so they were my passions I knew he was a creature of habit. He would somehow make this something quite innocent. The fact it was didn’t stop my mind in wanting something to ignite between us. ‘Thomas this is nice the closeness the fire burning. I was cold before you came over to sit here.’ I said innocently. Thomas pulled his arm out from under the blanket pulling me close into his chest.. He pulled me up to him and I stuck my tongue deep into his mouth. He had his hands on my boobs, there was enough light to see the contrast of black hands on my white tits. He put his mouth down to the top of breast and started sucking trying to give me a hickey. I pushed him away and said, ‘I do not want a hickey! I want to take your clothes of before we run out of time.’ George stripped down and I helped him take his pants and shorts off. I was on my knees in front of him when this monster. He shrieked as he covered his head, expectingthe specter's grasp.Nothing.He held firm, a trick perhaps?Nothing.He chanced a quick glance, but all he saw was utter darkness.He picked up his head. Indeed, she was gone, vanished into the night.Perhaps his intuition had been right; the bridge was some sort of barrierto her. Whatever the case, he didn't hesitate to finish his escape. Hepicked himself up and began racing the half mile back to the house. Heknew this path well and the moon.