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Her Catalyst – Part 03 of 25
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- ISBN978-1-005-06038-1
- EAN9781005060381
- Date de parution24/08/2020
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- Infos supplémentairesepub
- ÉditeurC. C. Chamberlane
Résumé
In Part 03, Sharlene spends a week at his house and greatly enjoys her ongoing journey of touching. Yet the intensity of her interest in wanting him to touch her seems to overwhelm and shock him and makes her wonder why her interest is so strong. On their way back to the city, they stop at a small restaurant where a young man expresses an interest in her and becomes violent when she says, "No."A peek inside:"You look like Sharlene.
You sound like Sharlene. I thought I was waking up. Maybe I just dreamed I was waking up. That's it, I'm still dreaming." He reaches out his left hand and begins to caress her face as he says, "Oh, how lovely you are this morning, my love. I really don't want to wake up and leave you.""George, you did wake up. You didn't leave me. You woke up to be with me.""I can't be awake. The only way someone as beautiful as you could want to be with a boring old man like me is in my dreams.
You are here, so therefore, I must be dreaming.""Oh, George." She slides her right hand up his left arm, holds his caressing hand still, starts to kiss his palm, then slowly kisses out towards his fingertips. She gently pushes his thumb into her mouth, turns her head a little, and, when the tip of his thumb is between her molars, she bites down, hard."Oww!!" He yanks his hand out of her mouth, sits up away from her, and almost yells, "You bit me! What the hell did you do that for!?!""George, is the pain real?""Damn right, it's real!""Then I'm real.""What!?!""If you're experiencing real pain, then I, who caused the pain, am also real."He stares at her with wide eyes for quite awhile before he can get out a single word, "Real?""Yes, George, real.
I'm not a figment of your imagination nor am I only in your dreams. I'm real and I'm really here.
You sound like Sharlene. I thought I was waking up. Maybe I just dreamed I was waking up. That's it, I'm still dreaming." He reaches out his left hand and begins to caress her face as he says, "Oh, how lovely you are this morning, my love. I really don't want to wake up and leave you.""George, you did wake up. You didn't leave me. You woke up to be with me.""I can't be awake. The only way someone as beautiful as you could want to be with a boring old man like me is in my dreams.
You are here, so therefore, I must be dreaming.""Oh, George." She slides her right hand up his left arm, holds his caressing hand still, starts to kiss his palm, then slowly kisses out towards his fingertips. She gently pushes his thumb into her mouth, turns her head a little, and, when the tip of his thumb is between her molars, she bites down, hard."Oww!!" He yanks his hand out of her mouth, sits up away from her, and almost yells, "You bit me! What the hell did you do that for!?!""George, is the pain real?""Damn right, it's real!""Then I'm real.""What!?!""If you're experiencing real pain, then I, who caused the pain, am also real."He stares at her with wide eyes for quite awhile before he can get out a single word, "Real?""Yes, George, real.
I'm not a figment of your imagination nor am I only in your dreams. I'm real and I'm really here.























