I lay there watching her sleep, amazed at just how pretty and innocent she appeared. Soon she stretched and opened her eyes. The confusion on her face...made me laugh. I reminded her of the storm during the night. She frowned. ‘I slept so well with you holding me. I don’t think I have ever slept better. I felt so secure and loved.’ She smiled and kissed me on the cheek. From that night on we slept together in my bed. It took us months before we did much more than hold hands. It was all so slow.. The way her hair was done showed off her narrow neck. Once her nails were done, she stood up and twirled around for me. The short skirt of the dress swinging high and showing just a hint of what was underneath. Totally took my breath away. She thanked the ladies and out the door we walked. I helped her into the car and we drove to the other side of the city. There was a club that I thought she would like. Lots of dancing and nice lighting. That was what I was looking for and that was where we. She felt something, smooth like velvet, but with weight to it, which silenced her instantly and put her mind in an unnatural calm, start from her bosom and trail down her length until departing at her belly. It was no velvet, she thought, it was a match! For as soon as the hand of the giant man left her skin, her body was a flame with sexual energy. The girl’s breathing transformed into quick, capricious gulps of air, followed by an intolerable itch deep within her womanhood. It was. Sharp, lancing pain drove into my mind. It felt like a spike was slowly being pounded between my eyes, and I stopped trying to move the switch. The pain lessened markedly, but the echo of it could still be felt, as I realized that I'd fallen to the floor."Are you alright in there, man?" Dennis said a few moments later, knocking on my door. "I heard you yell."I got up on my knees, and held my head in my hands as I answered back, "Yeah, just a bad dream. Sorry I woke you."As Dennis walked away, I.