. kissing... her eyes glanced to the window, meeting his in the darkness. Her fingers rose in a tiny wave.She stepped back from her companion, her fin...ers reaching behind... finding the zipper and sliding it down. The dress pooled at her feet and her Alabaster skin glowed in the soft room light.She was naked beneath the dress. Her companions’ hands caressed her and she turned... as if to present herself to her admirer outside.Lips brushed her nipples and her fingers pulled at his head.... down,. It was like a wonderful dream she didn't want to wake up from.They finished their meal and had some more wine, then Eric poured each of them coffee and they had raspberry frombe for dessert. They chatted and laughed in each other's company. Tonight was not a night for heavy discussions of her situation, her amnesia, her confusion, etc... Eric wanted everything to be perfect and if it meant giving her an extra dose of laudanum, then so be it. He just hoped she wasn't getting addicted to it.He. " I nodded my assent to her request, wondering in which direction this was to lead. Irena pulled on a cord which, ringing some hidden bell, somewhere in the house, summoned her servant to her.Only a few moments passed before 'Davinia' appeared through the door. I paused, to better examine the new addition to the ensemble that was to become a part of our experience. Davinia was only really identifiable as being of the male gender by, the 'Adam's apple' that was clearly visible on his/her neck.. It physically makes me sick to my stomach! At this point I have no one else to turn to... This is my last resort, my pathetic whimper for help. If my story can prevent even one person from following in my footsteps I'll have done something good. The following events are unfortunately very real. I wish more than anything this was just some sick fantasy. I'm going to be 100% truthful, no matter how sick you may think it is... This is my story.I grew up in a small town just outside of Boston, the.