She ignited in him a lust so powerful that he found himself neither willing nor able to restrain himself enough to grant her body rest. She had become...so sore, bruised and raw from the intensity of his passions he eventually had no choice but to treat her many wounds to keep them from festering. A brief separation would allow the injuries to heal a bit, keeping her fresh and eager to do his bidding.Besides, every year the Spiritwalker took advantage of the absence of virtually the entire Clan. Brook wrapped her arms around me and really began to bawl her eyes out. Tears began streaking down my cheeks, as well. How could one of the best days of our lives go down the tubes so fast?I broke loose from Brook long enough to return the vibrator/light thing to the hostess and then wrapped my arm around Brook and led her back to the car. I helped her in and then crawled into the driver's seat. I didn't start the car because I could barely see. The two of us just sat in that lot for another. Though no doubt, the bed will itself come into play later, but again, much, much later."Dance for me," I say simply. "Dance for me."That alluring smile says it all. The merest nod of your head as I take one of two comfortable, over-sized looking chairs sitting beside a small table decorated only with a lamp across from the bed which has suddenly become invisible to my minds eye. You are center stage, and you are all I can now see.As you turn, like a magic act the first bare shoulder emerges. Her gorgeous green eyes and full lips that were framing a radiant smile. She was not as tall as Genja, but she was perfectly proportioned without an ounce of fat on her. Her red hair shinned out like a beacon.“Maybe I’m not the third wheel,” Fiona said as they were laughing. I noticed that neither of them were wearing much, if any, make-up. They just didn’t need it, they were gorgeous.I was totally tongue tied. It was probably only a few seconds, but seemed like minutes, before I spoke.