She’s been talking to me all this time. I’m not sure what I am doing, I know she is controlling me right now. I get up from my bed, walking barefo...t across the wood floors through the living room and to the heavy oak door. I watch as if in a dream as my hand slides the chain off, it clatters against the door. The dead bolt slides out of the way and my hand is on the knob. My mind fights one last time as I open the door to her. ‘You’re a stranger. I shouldn’t…’ With the door open, she smiles.. We didn't waste any time. We immediately began making out, lustfully. I felt the bed dip and Luke sitting behind me. He was sucking on my neck and teasing my nipples as we made out. Being in between the two, like I was, I felt like a doll being used by them both and I loved it. Slowly, I felt Luke's hands creep lower and he pulled my shirt off over my head and Olivia moved her head down to start sucking on my already hard nipples. After he had pulled my shirt off he had his and Olivia's off in. Not with confidence but with the sudden realization I must succumb to her, because she’s everlasting and I need to penetrate the depth of her abyss. She’s repulsive. I shouldn’t feel this way, but something compels me. I must pierce her, not with my penis, but with my heart. I must embrace her otherness, her destruction, like a doomed freighter embraced by the ocean, and she’s the cliff I crash against without purpose. By burying myself inside her, I confirm my own existence. I confirm my. "Anchari Astana," the woman said. "I am called Anchari. But my friends call me Anch, please." Well Anch," Henry went on. "I hope you will be able to help me. This is all very new to me." I'm sure I can help," she sat herself on the desk beside him, crossing her nylon sheathed legs. "Mr Kerrish was very keen for me to do all I can. Oh, excuse me." Henry realised that the top button of her blouse had given up the unequal battle to keep her blouse closed and had become unfastened. Anch refastened.