??Pirates?!??Never mind.??So then... Goodbye?? she asked wistfully.I felt the same way. I liked her, and we were just getting to know eachother, and n...w it was over. But I supposed it didn't have to be right thisminute...?I'll swim back with you. But when we get close I'm going to have to takeoff. Tell your parents I had to get back to my-? (RV SUBMARINE? MERMAIDCASTLE? SPACESHIP?!) ?Oh hell, tell them anything you want about me, butkeep telling them it's the year 2014.?I helped her get back. We would meet a few times per year. The hassle of avoiding prying gossips in a small town made us break off and she is now married to another.I have fantasized all my life, on a variety of sexual themes. My current favorite puzzles me since it is full of paradoxes. First, I am a rather strong-willed person while my former mistress was not, yet in the fantasy we play the opposite roles. Second, I do not like pain in any form, but in the fan-tasy it is the pain and sexual domination of my partner. ‘There’s nothing to thank come on, plus he’ll pay for what he has done’ I said with a hint of anger. ‘No, he has enough material to destroy my reputation. We can’t push our luck’ she replied back. ‘That is also true’ I said slowly. ‘I better start what I promised but I hope you’ll understand’ Amishi said finally. I lay back on my seat and got ready to hear. Marcy sighed and stood. She grabbed a towel and stepped out of the tub. “Take your bath and be sure to dump the water outside before you go to bed.”Marcy was in her room brushing her hair. Her name rang as a deep groan through the small farmhouse. She blushed scarlet red as her nipples popped. She hung her head in shame as she felt the wetness between her legs. “What am I going to do?” she whispered. She turned out her lamp and crawled into her bed knowing she was facing another sleepless.