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NO GOING BACK

It???s hard to say what led me to this place, though now that I???m here the past seems distant and I???m struggling to grasp exactly what reality is.

On my bed are two naked bodies, can they see me? I don???t know. My hearing is fading in and out I feel alone though one of the faces smiles reassures me somehow consoling me with warm but fiery eyes, the wind blows the rain from the north making the droplets hit the window and slowly slid down the pain as they hopelessly cling to the glass before evaporating from the world. I feel I can relate to the droplets clinging on looking starkly as I fade to insignificance in those same eyes that are warm toward me. I try pulling myself together telling myself to wake up, eyes are blurring I can see the bodies on the bed in and out of focus, I know the face that had smiled at me was the face of a woman, did I know her? Familiar I???m sure but how? The other seemed much bigger darker but with no face that I could make out. I could I can hear myself speak or try to, there is no reaction toward me when I or if I speak, I can hear moans deep heavy moans and short but frequent sighs of what sound like relief or felicity.

The tapping on the window seems to have stopped but senses seem to be coming round. It is a man and woman it is my bed, I am awake is it relief I???m not going crazy. I see this large broad black man covering this slender pale body that I can make out from her slim arms rapped around his lower back and gripping his buttock. It???s she that is sighing but there in my bed, why? I move around to see the woman with the warm smile, my heart is battering my ribcage I???m afraid of what now... who I will see below his large frame, her face is gone the wind begins to howl, I look to the window the droplets have hung on in their hundreds they are laughing.

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