”Poppy guided me to the couch. I needed her guidance. That scared the hell out of me. “No, I don’t know… Tell me… tell me what it does.” I...tried to sound firm but my mind was going a little fuzzy and the words were hard to form.“Okay”, Poppy said. “Well, you will lose control over your muscles. Don’t worry, they can still be used, but not actively by you. And your mind will be a little clouded.” This was scary as fuck. What on earth were they doing this for?“Don’t worry, we won’t hurt you”, the. Your head moved slightly forward, inviting my lips to make contact. As I brushed my lips against yours I felt your tongue moistening my lips, teasing and inviting. Your breath beat against my face and you purred like a cat as you lick my lips. My hands rested on your hips and began slowly, firmly moving up your waist. Our tongues met and danced a sensuous, decadent dance. My hands continued moving upward as we kissed passionately. Your body arched forward as you breathlessly said, "Take me." My. . buki..." the soft sound of a female voice floated through my mind. It was very familiar, part of an endearment. I knew this, but I didn't know why. I tried to concentrate, but the tightness in my chest seemed to amplify.I was on my knees. I could feel the wood beneath them, could hear the soft sounds of the ocean. A soft smell of the sea, and of a thin, almost ephemeral perfume. I knew it, the scent so familiar.I was dreaming.My eyes flew open, revealing the painted white ceiling of my home.. ‘Well, I’ll be of again,’ he said. ‘I don’t want to keep her waiting.’ Rose looked at him. He didn’t seem too certain of himself, she thought. But he seemed a likeable fellow, and she wished him a good time. ‘I’ll tell Dave you were here,’ she said. ‘Please say hello to Claire.’ Rick went back to his car. It was another ten minutes by his watch – but he hadn’t waited for more than two minutes when he saw Claire walk down the road. She wore a red dress and a short black coat, and his heart.