"I stuck my tongue as far as it would go into her dark freshly fucked slit and pushed my nose into her dewy black patch and licked up to her clit, whi...h I circled twice before she said, "That's enough!" and pulled her panties up. She hurriedly dressed and was out the door and down the road like a whirlwind with a heartfelt, "Thank you very much for the great fuck Charles. Sandra was sure right about you." Charles didn't have to know that as I was seeing her out the door, she also whispered,. As I quietly floated down the river, maintaining just enough power to steer, I tried to make sense of it all. I watched the lights from the houses along the river as I went by... at first they were twinkling... then twinkling off, becoming as dark as my soul.ENDINGS... AND BEGINNINGS"'Hope' is the thing with feathers—That perches in the soul—"Emily DickinsonThe light from the hallway made me aware of my surroundings. I must have been awake for fifteen minutes or so when the nurse came in to. Damn, this woman has thought of it all! Replacing the petals; I felt kind of guilty of picking them up in the first place, they just seemed to be more part of the carpet and a disgrace to remove the small petals from it.I started to approach the door, realizing this was the bathroom I would be entering. Placing myself against the door, I could detect a kind of moaning taking place within the confines of the bathroom. Whatever it was, it certainly was pleasure and not pain.Taking another whiff. Respectfully I declined and despite their protestations that it would do me good I managed to extricate myself from them and headed straight for my room. Flicking on the TV I collapsed onto my bed and closed my eyes oblivious to the sounds emanating from the idiot box... I'm not sure how long I dozed before I was awoken by a rapping on my door and the sounds of a stern female voice. It must have been the old battleaxe who ran the guest house, Madame Cleureux. The minute she'd met me she'd taken.