0 comments/ 4555 views/ 1 favorites Life After Death Ch. 02 By: green1094 I truly hate the last month of each college semester. They love to pile the homework on and on top of that I had male teachers asking me out and my training was taking all night. I was beginning to self-destruct, if vampires could anyway. I had to talk to Damion on letting me relax for a while because I have been working my ass off!! Finally finals were over. School ended and summer break begun. And this was the time I was going to make my move and ask for that time off. I walked into my room to find Damion laying on my bed. I made my feet move forward and I sat myself on the edge of the bed. Without opening his eyes, he said, "Something's bothering you..." It was more of a statement than a question. I lower my head and spoke, "Yes. I feel like I have been drained of my very strength...." Damion gets up and brings me into his strong embrace. I snuggle closer taking in the sweet, rustic, male aroma of him. "Its okay...(his hand stroking through my blackened hair). Its my fault that I pushed you so much, you still have your human duties to finish. I was thinking of taking you to any places that you wanted to go to......but you would have to stop at my parents house in Germany for their annual gathering." I looked up shocked and curious, "Anywhere??" He nods his head once in reply. This does not seem like him. I get this feeling that he wants to please me in any way that he can. This is unlike him. ----------------------- He took me all around Japan and Italy acting as a servant than a man fighting at my side. What's gotten into him?? "Damion, what's going on with you??" I finally asked him. Something was bothering him. "Everything has been too quiet. I'm not sure what's going to happen........" he answered. Oh god!! He was worried that he was going to loose me because he couldn't see or sense anything. A knock sounded at our room door. He opened and said, "This is Maia and she will help you get ready." With that he walks out. That's right his parents party. ---------------------- I walked over to the full length mirror. I was dressed in a long flowing blood red dress and my hair was pinned up with some hair straggling. I didn't seem to recognize myself. Then I a sparkle caught my eye. It was around my wrist and neck but I was more intrigued by the one around my neck. My hand flew up to touch it. "That was a gift from Master Damion. He has given it to you, it's a rare family heirloom. Its supposed to symbolize the givers feelings toward the receiver, My Queen," answered Maia. "But why didn't he give it to me himself?" I asked. "He couldn't bear to actually do the action himself. In the past he has lost many that he has cared for and he does not want to lose you because his feelings are above and beyond for you, My Queen," she replied. He loves me?? "Its time to go My Queen, Master Damion is waiting downstairs." And I followed her out. We walked down the stairs and with a creak of the floor boards, he looked up. For a second, uncertainty flashed across his face. But it was quickly gone. "You look stunning, (lifting his hand he brushes the necklace with his fingers) it suits you perfectly," he said in a whisper. All I could do was smile up at him. "Shall we?" he asked as he gave me his arm. I took it with the knowledge that he will be by my side for all eternity. Outside, the night was as black as an onyx stone, each facet shining with its own individual star. The air smelled as if nothing ever penetrated its sweet smell. Everything looked as if man never set their hands upon the wonders of a world that they cannot see. --------------------- The carriage stopped with a lurch. I took a deep breath before I took Damion's hand to help me down from the carriage. He looked me in the eyes and said, "Everything will be okay; all you need to do is walk tall, pull your shoulders back, and show them that you are The Queen. I will be by your side throughout this night and every night and day after that...shall we?" As we walked to the massive front doors, they opened showing an equally massive crowd of every vampire alive. All eyes on me.....great. At the end of the carpeted entrance, were his parents. We walked straight toward them, I felt like I was going to be sick from the nervousness. But with Damion by my side I thought that I could go through with anything. "Das ist mein Vater und Mutter, Falk und Valrin Abendroth (This is my father and mother, Falk and Valrin Abendroth)," Damion said with gesturing his hand to them. They both bowed before me and I gave them each a nod of recognition. Then he leads me to a chair or throne I would have called it over looking the entire floor. Once I sat down the music started to play and everything went back to the way it was beore my arrival. As I watched, I couldn't help but get the feeling of uneasiness. "What is going on, I've got a weird feeling," I asked. He nods and said, "That feeling you sense, is because the rest of them are wary of you." Sigh. "Grrreeeat." Then a man from the crowd and came up to me. Bowing before me he said, "I speak for all of us here when I say, quite frankly, that we are all wary if you have the strength to rule and the one law." Then he backed away as I stood up. I took a deep breath and started, "So you don't believe in me, maybe this will help." (I waved my hand and all twelve of the previous members of the preceding Council appeared. The room was silent but filled with evils glares and gasps). "Can't you sense their humanity?" (The crowd murmured in reply). "I'll take that as a yes." (And with another wave of my hand they were gone). "As for the one law in particular, it states that I have to marry by the time I stop aging which means my next birthday, in several months. If you look at the necklace around my neck, it's the one thing that every vampire is born with. It glows bright when the owner is close to their other half and this necklace belonged to Damion Abendroth." ---------------------- We traveled all over Europe attending these massive gatherings. The last place that we ended was Elgol, Scotland; in the southern half of the Isle of Skye. As always the party was grand and boring. I'm not saying that the people were boring; the fact is, I'm not much a party goer. -------------------- Scotland was schön (beautiful). The horse shoe shape of the Black Cuillins mountains were the most dramatic peaks when viewed from the harbor. The sun was setting, shrouding them in mystery. The wonders of the world, how I loved them. Just being in the presents of the Black Cuillins seemed to make everything seem so clear; yet so foggy. The wind wiped through my hair as I caught the aroma of Damion. I turned in the direction to see him walking down to me. The way the light from the setting sun played against his body, sent chills to my very core. There was no other person in this world that I loved or wanted more than him, my hand holding the necklace that was so utterly sacred to me as I watched him come closer. Reaching me, he wrapped his strong arms around me, holding me tight against his hard chest. There was no other place I wanted to be then in his arms. "Wir werden das durchkommen. Mein Herz schlägt nur für Sie, ich werde immer hier egal was sein. Ich liebe Sie meine Frau (We will get through this. My heart only beats for you, I will always be here no matter what. I love you my wife)," he whispered in my ear. I wrapped my arms around him even tighter not wanting to ever let him go. ---------------------- He kissed me while gently laying me beneath him. He straddled each side of my hips. I looked up at him as his hands slowly, seductively moved up my sides to bring my arms over my head. Giving me a seductive smile, he bent his head down and kissed me passionately, while his hands slowly caressed my arms. He was pure eroticism. He broke the kiss and I groaned; I didn't want him to stop. Damion let go of my arms as he sat up, moving me against his body; my back flush with his chest. He moved my hair aside in one gentle movement, I shivered. I could feel his warm breath gliding over my ear and down my neck. His hands moved up and down my arms while he laid butterfly kisses upon my neck. I leaned my head back against his shoulder, giving him access. He moved one hand from my arm to brush against my collarbone and the other sliding across my stomach, caressing me. Behind me I could feel every muscle flexing, his rugged breathing as he kept kissing me; I could feel his entire being. He turned me around in his arms to where I was facing him. He captured my lips with his, lightly; leaving me breathless. I brushed my hands over his hard chest. The silk of his shirt glided against my palms, like water gliding over a smooth rock, to unbutton that black garment that had no role. He moaned against my lips. ----- Kissing her was like drinking nectar; her skin smooth as silk spun from the very fibers of a cloud. The feel of her hands gliding over me was completely unbearable. The taste of her sweet skin, her breath mingled with mine, sent pain straight to my groan as it stiffened even more. I couldn't bear it any longer. I wanted her with every fiber of my being. But I knew I was taking a virgin. I wanted this to be slow and enticing; I didn't want to hurt her. I wanted to show her what it's like to be loved. ----- Finally I reached the last button. I slide my hands underneath his shirt. His skin seemed to be on fire as I glided my palms over his broad chest. I slipped the garment off his shoulders onto the floor. Passion was emanating from every pore. Not being able to take it any longer he deepened the kiss. Pulling our bodies closer I began to purr from the sensation of being one with Damion. I pulled back from his seductive mouth. I placed both hands on his upper body and gently pushed him down. I placed one knee on each side, I recaptured his mouth. I slowly moved down his body leaving a trail of kisses. I felt him stir when I reached the sensitive skin just above his pants. I could feel his length throbbing under the thin black material. I looked up and met a pleading gaze. Not breaking eye contact, I slowly undid his belt then moved to his zipper. I moved with unbelievable unhurried hands. He was in pain from the sheer pleasure. I pinched the zipper between my fingers and pulled the barrier down a slow inch by slow inch. Once he was free, my eyes widened at the massive size of him. I pulled his pants off and they too fell to the floor. I reached out and held him in my hand, caressing his manhood. I started to lick at the base, while my hand was still moving in its slow up and down motion. He threw his head back as I took him into my mouth. I was pushing and pushing him closer to the edge. I stopped and looked up at Damion. His breathing ragged and heavy, he looked at me with those sapphire within a diamond eyes, glazed over with passion. ----- Oh her gentle kisses tickling the soft crisp hairs that went from my navel down to my groin. I sucked in a breath as she reached for my belt. She moved so slow that I was on the brink of ecstasy just from this simple movement. But I calmed myself and let her continue her torture and exploration. When Soferia finally stripped me of my pants I was able to breathe a bit easier. I smiled to myself when I saw her eyes when they looked upon me. I drew in a deep breath as she held me in her hand. I watched her with a loving curiosity of what she would do next and I never thought..... I threw my head back as she took me into her mouth. She kept pulling me to the edge but never letting me go over; 'Oh the torture she's putting me through,' I thought to myself. I looked back at her; she was heatedly starring at me. That was it, I had to have her. I pushed myself up and captured her lips. She only tensed for a second, but that's all it took for me to slow myself down. I caressed her arms in a reassuring manner, and then moved to the hem of her cami. Pulling it over her head, I settled her beneath me. My hands glided down her sides to the top of her sink tight jeans. Pulling away from her mouth, I pulled them off in one fluid motion; I was able to relish in her beauty. I moved between her thighs and recaptured her mouth. My hand slid down her body, stroking her entrance. She jumped from the shock then fell into the rhythm. 'She was ready,' I thought to myself. I pulled from her lips and whispered, "This will hurt a bit." I could see the fear flash in her eyes as she nodded her head. I situated both our bodies and placed myself at her entrance. I looked into her eyes and she held my gaze with unfathomable trust and love. I hesitated for only a second; I never knew that it was possible. I placed myself only an inch within and her body tightened. I gave her a comforting look, and then drove myself all the way to the hilt. 'Oh man she was tight.' I sat there completely motionless as she got acclimated to my size and length. A few minutes past, when I started to pull out then back in. I held her tight in my arms. I quicken the pace and her back arched driving me deeper. My strokes turned demanding and powerful. She matched me for every stroke. I could feel that she was getting closer and I let her have it. She cried out my name as she came. I kept thrusting, ringing out her pleasure and seeking my own bliss. Once it claimed me, I braced myself so as not to crush her. I rested my head against her chest as she held me tight. ----- I sat up as he pushed himself up. I tensed for only a second as he forcefully captured my lips. He sensed it and backed off. My cami glided over my skin as he lifted it over my head. He gently grabbed me, twisting each other so that I was beneath him. His hands moved smoothly over my breasts and stomach to rest at the top of my jeans. When I caught his gaze I realized that I was completely bare to him. Slowly he kissed me, one hand moving down my body. I jumped when his hand stroked me where I was burning for him the most. He pulled from my lips and whispered, "This will hurt a bit." I tensed a bit knowing pain was coming. I could feel him at my entrance, sliding slowly in. I held his gaze firmly. An inch within me he stayed then plunged himself all the way to his hilt. I threw my head back as the pain rushed over my entire body. He didn't more as I got accustomed to his length and size. 'He's so thick,' I thought to myself. Slowly the pain turned into pleasure as he began to slowly move in and out. Damion started to quicken his pace. Instinctively I arched my back driving him even deeper. His strokes turned demanding and powerful. My pleasure growing higher until I was at my peak. "Damion!!" I screamed his name aloud as I came. He kept thrusting, ringing everything out of me. As his speed increased, he found his own bliss. He braced himself so he would not fall on top of me with all his weight. When each of our climaxes diminished, he laid is head on my chest. I wrapped my arms around him, holding him tight. When Damion woke the next day, he could smell Soferia's feminine scent clinging to his skin. He turned to look at me. 'She was so beautiful,' he thought to himself. I lay there peacefully sleeping next to him. He gently kissed me on the lips and moved to the window. He looked back and thought, 'I'm lucky to have her by my side. I would do anything for her, I would protect her from any danger that came her way. I love her with all his heart.' He turned back towards the window where he felt, for the first time in his 500 years, the warmth of the sun. "Now I will be able to protect you every minute of my waking life, day or night," he spoke to the calm air. ----------------------- Finally I was back home. Come to think of it this place is the only place where I felt like I was home. I looked around taking in the sight that would become a distant memory. Life sucks sometimes and I felt like I was dead proof of that. I opened the door to our room and Chelse was all over Damion. When she saw me she ran as fast as she could to hug me. "Welcome back!! We missed you!" Chelse said with massive amounts of cheer, too much if you asked me. "Its good to be back," I said in reply. Chelse pulled away and stood perplexed, as if inquiring about something. She started to reach for my neck but I grabbed her hand a split second before she touched me. I glared at her. She was whimpering because I was holding her too tight. Realizing what I was doing, I let go of her where she dropped to her knees cradling her wrist. My hand immediately shot to my neck to find it intact. Still holding it I walked to my room shutting the door behind me. "WHAT THE HELL WAS HER PROBLEM!!!" Chelse yelled. All the guys sighed but it was Damion who answered, "That necklace she now wears was a gift from someone very special to her, her husband......me. Every vampire is born with this token and when it glows bright, then you know you have found your other half. I gave mine to her because she is my other half, my wife. She will always protect that thing with her life because it shows the receiver what the givers feelings are. She holds my love, soul, blood, and body with her at all times." He lowered he head, turned and walked to my door. Knocked only once and entered The three humans stared after him with utter shock as the three vampires stood with a smirk on each of their faces. Life After Death Ch. 02 I would like to thank Capshroud2000 for all his help in correcting my mistakes and making it flow. Chapter 3 is done and going through a final edit. When Chapter 2 is posted I will send in Chapter 3 so it stays in order. I hope you enjoy. I woke up the next morning, somewhere around 6:00 am. I was sitting on the floor in my workout room leaning up against the wall next to my treadmill. I was still in my clothes from last night, but they were totally soaked with perspiration. My brain was still numb from yesterday's drama, but my hands were not. Red, cut, and swollen like ten little sausages they cried out for attention. I don't remember much from last six hours only that my nightmares were back and with a vengeance. The painful sting from the ice water brought my body back to life and shocked my brain back to reality. For the next couple of hours I rotated from heat to cold and back again every twenty minutes to reduce the swelling and to get the blood flowing through my hands again. As I opened and closed my hands a couple of times, I was especially thankful nothing was broken and all the damage done was just superficial. However, I wouldn't be doing any heavy bag work in the foreseeable future. "I know there had to be some of that ointment left I'd used on my wrists," I said as I looked through all the bathroom drawers and medicine cabinet finally finding a crumbled up tube. "Damn, there wasn't much left, maybe I could get another tube or two," I thought to myself as I inspected the damage, I'd inflicted upon myself. "Thank God it's Sunday. I can put my feet up and rest for the entire day, that is, if I didn't have any visitors." I was shocked that it took nearly two weeks for them to find me. I wasn't hiding, but I wasn't seeking them out either. "Steve Moore?" the policemen asked as I opened the door. "Yes, I'm Steve Moore," I replied. "There has been a formal complaint filed against you, and if you don't mind, we need to take you to the station and get your statement," the second one informed me. What was I going to say? No? "Give me a second to get my jacket, and I'll be right with you," I said leaving them in the doorway. At the station we went round and round for the better part of two hours. Yes, I knew Dan; no, I didn't know the other two; Dan had started the whole ruckus in the club. I explained that once we went outside, the three had basically attacked me, so I was just defending myself. I told them that if they wanted witnesses, they should talk to the people at our table and the bouncers at the club. Finally, they informed me that everyone in the club had backed up my story. Dan had started it, and some of the people outside had even seen the three of them pushing me into the alley. "So what's the problem?" "What's the problem?" he angrily spit back at me. "You almost killed one of them and the other one will be walking around on crutches for at least the next three months. That's the problem," he told me. "I guess you're some kind of Karate expert, but you didn't have to beat them like that." "Look, I was afraid for my life. How did I know, that they didn't have a knife or gun. I just wanted to end it fast and get the hell out of there. That's all," I told them. "Steve, don't give me that crap. You weren't protecting yourself. Hell, you taunted Dan until he threw the first punch. Then you savagely beat him to within an inch of his life. What was he to you? What the hell did he do to deserve that savage of a beating?" he asked. "Something you'll never understand unless you were there. Now, unless you're going to charge me, I need to get home. It's late and I've got an early morning meeting tomorrow." "Thanks for picking me up buddy," I told Nick as we left the police station. "No problem, Steve. They say two weeks ago you beat two guys almost to death," he said stopping for a minute to face me. "Not both guys, only one, and I don't want to talk about it. Ok?" "Steve, it's just that this, along with the incident at the dojo, maybe you should talk to someone about your anger issues?" "I don't have any anger issues, so can we just dropped it?" I said in a louder voice. "Ok, ok, I'm just worried about you buddy," Nick said in a concerned voice. "I know, but let's just drop the subject, it's been a long night." "All right, but just don't disappear on me again," Nick said as he dropped me off at my condo entrance. There were three more messages from Pam on my machine, and like all the others, I deleted them, but she never gave up. For the first three weeks she called me five times a week. Then it dropped to three, then to two, and finally to one per week. She always called on Fridays. "It's me, Pam, again," was the way she started every message. "It's the weekend, and I want to know if you are available tomorrow for dinner or just to talk. Call me. Oh, by the way, starting next month I won't be calling you on Fridays anymore. I'll be sitting on your doorstep ... just thought I'd give you fair warning. Well, that's all. Good night." "This is one persistent girl," I said deleting her message. "She can't be serious, or could she?" I went back to my old routine. I went to work, came home, ate, and worked out. That was what my life consisted of again. Nick called a couple of times, asking me to come over for dinner or to go out and catch a game, but I usually begged off. I spent Thanksgiving with Nick and Lisa. However, I did e-mail them an advance list of the items we wouldn't be discussing. They knew it by heart, but I just wanted to make sure anyway. Like always, the dinner was tense with that two-ton elephant in the room no one wanted to talk about. I thanked them, and even though they offered, I took a cab home that night. Pam's message the following day was short and to the point. "Since I haven't heard from you, I guess I'll be camping out on your doorstep next week. Don't worry though; I'm bringing a pillow to sit on. See ya Friday." "She wouldn't. No one is that persistent," I said to myself. As I thought about it, I realized I would be happy to see her again. We had hit it off, and she was an amazing girl. I just didn't want my past brought up again, and I knew Pam wasn't going to take no for an answer. The week dragged on, and by Thursday I was about ready to scream. Friday I was worthless. I sat at my desk, and did nothing but watch that damn clock. "Big date tonight?' Ken said as he walked by my office about 4:00. "What?" I answered. "She must be one hell of a girl to throw the iceman off his game," he said with a laugh. "Get the hell out of here, you're worthless the way you are. Have a nice night, get laid and I'll see you back here bright and early Monday morning," he said walking away. At 4:30 I called it a day. I waved to Ken on my way out to the garage to get my company car. I had started using it on weekends, when I knew the weather was going to be bad. I left the garage, and before I new it, I caught myself doing twenty miles per hour over the speed limit as I raced through the streets towards home. "Easy guy, she's probably not even going to show tonight," I said to myself as I could feel my heart beating through my chest. I eased up on the gas, and drove normally ... no use getting a speeding ticket or into an accident. Luckily I found a parking spot on the street less than a half a block down from my building entrance. She wasn't there yet. For the next hour and a half I sat in the car and watched the entrance. I looked over a few proposals I brought with me. I made a bunch of calls on my cell phone and generally froze my damn ass off sitting in that cold car. And she never showed! "Screw her," I said as I put my paperwork away and got out of my car. "She's just messing with my head," I said to myself as I ran across the street trying not to get hit. I checked my mailbox just inside the door and walked up two flights to my condo. There sat Pam, on a pillow propped up against my door. "Are you always this late? No on wonder you have no life," she said getting up off the floor. "If it wasn't for a little old lady, that took pity on me, I'd still be waiting for you outside on the front steps. Aren't you going to invite me in?" she said standing there holding what looked like a sofa pillow. I think I smiled a little. Hell, I know I did as I opened the door and we stepped in. "Do you have any coffee? I froze my butt off waiting for you. I don't think I could have lasted more than another half hour," she told me as she threw her jacket and pillow on one of the living room chairs while walking towards my kitchen. "Give me a minute," I said as I hung up my coat and took off my tie. "Lead or unleaded?" I asked. "I don't care which as long as it's hot," she said rubbing her arms. "Well, I'm waiting," Pam, said now with her hands on her hips. "Waiting for what?" I replied as I flipped on the coffee pot. "An apology from you for being such as ass, for not returning my calls, and for leaving me with a million unanswered questions," she almost yelled at me. "My friends all wanted to know about the psycho guy I was dating. A guy who could be fun and humorous one minute, and the next put two guys in the hospital." "It didn't happen quite like that," I told her. "And they got off easy." "Easy? They took them to the hospital on stretchers," Pam shouted back at me. "It could have just as easily been body bags," I replied. "You really do have a lot of unresolved issues, and I thought I was a screwed up," Pam said giving me the evil eye. "Well, we can discuss those issues over dinner. What do have that's good?" she said looking at me. "You were planning on feeding me, weren't you?" "Ok, ok, you win. What are you hungry for?" I asked. "Anything but chicken. I saw a special once on how they kill chickens. I haven't been able to eat chicken since." "Well then, how about some beef stir-fry, or seafood alfrado, or how about steak and peppers," I said looking at all the meals I had left in the freezer. "You cooked all of these yourself?" "Don't I wish? I buy them quick-frozen from Tony's down the street. I pick up six meals every Monday night, and when I get home late from work, I pop one in the microwave and presto, restaurant quality food." "But you have such a beautiful kitchen. You don't cook at all?" she asked. "Sometimes I go all out on weekends, especially if I have the time and it's more than just me," I told her. "Well, let's start with the frozen meals tonight, and we can discuss breakfast later," she said downing the last swallow of her coffee before getting up for another cup. I took the alfrado and Pam picked the stir-fry. She was impressed with my wine cooler even though it held only three different kinds of wine. "Look, I buy what I like to drink. If I try something new and I like it, I buy two bottles and put them away for later," I told her. We skirted the issue through most of dinner. "When are you going to tell me your life's story, so I can see how really screwed up you are," she asked. Finally I began. "It's pretty simple. I met Carol while we were both going to the University of Minnesota. I was in business and she in hospital administration. My buddy's wife, Lisa, introduced us at a party, and two years later we were married. We had four and a half great years, and in year five it ended. Case closed," I told her. "I've gotten more details from reading Cliff Notes," she said putting down her fork. "Details are like my mother left my dad one night, and never came back. I was eighteen months at the time. After that, I lived with my grandparents until they died. At age thirteen I moved back in with my dad and his girlfriend. That was until I turned eighteen. Then I got a full scholarship to the Minneapolis School of Art. I told you I was good. During my second year dear old dad was picked up for dealing drugs, and armed robbery. He's now doing ten to fifteen up state," she said getting another glass of wine. "I then rented a room, and for the next two and a half years I struggled to make ends meet. I waited tables, did portraits, and modeled for some of the art classes. And yes, some of it was nude modeling," she said as my eyes lit up. "Get your mind out of the gutter. It was a damn art class ... no poles, sleazy lights or even tips. My first real job was teaching art in a Catholic High School, and that's where I met Rob. "It was a short engagement, because I thought I had met my soul mate and didn't want to lose him. I thought he was the most caring and considerate man on earth. He took me everywhere, and was always there for me. I found out too late what a possessive asshole he really was." "I hope I'm not boring you?" Pam said as she asked me what I had for dessert. "I'm not a big one for sweets, but I do have a few brownies that Tony threw in with last weeks meals," I said going back to the freezer and pulling out a small package. "Any ice cream?" "Sorry," I told her. "Remind me to go grocery shopping with you next time. You haven't a clue what normal people like to eat," she said heating up two in the microwave. We moved into the living room with me on the chair and Pam on the couch. "Now where was I? Oh, yea, asshole Rob. After a while, he told me whom I could and couldn't hang with. He hated most of my artsy friends, and I hated his loser buddies. Somehow I got pregnant, which came as a shock to both of us. By that time we were fighting most nights, and one of us was always sleeping on the couch. I thought with me being pregnant, it would bring us closer together, but it just drove us further apart. When I was almost three months along, I came home one night a little later than I normally did, and Rob was drunk. He accused me of cheating on him and said he didn't believe I was carrying his kid." "Why did you stay with him?" I interrupted her. "If you were so unhappy, why didn't you just leave?" "Cowards walk away. I was still trying to make it work," she told me. "You just don't book when things get tough. You sit down and work things out or at least try to anyway." "Well, to continue, Rob was dunk, and I was getting angry. I figured I'd let him sleep it off and bunk with one of my girl friends for the night. I was just out the door, and on the landing, when I felt someone push me forward. That was the closest I ever came to flying." "I woke up in the hospital the following morning. I was told that I'd had a miscarriage. I guess tumbling down two flights of stairs will do that to you. The police picked up Rob, and the idiot told them he was trying to kill the slut's baby because it wasn't his. I pressed charges just to make sure he stayed the hell away from me. I got a quick divorce, and he was convicted of attempted murder." "So, Steve, you aren't the only one with a past that isn't a story book romance where they live happily ever after," she said red eyed. It was quiet between us for the next couple of minutes. We had both finished our wine, and were wondering, what was next. "Well, I need a shower before we go to bed," Pam announced standing up. "And since I didn't bring another change of clothes, I'm going to have to rummage through your stuff for something to wear. So get your butt in gear if you ever want to get me into bed tonight," she said with a smile. "I'll let you bare your soul tomorrow," she said taking the glasses to the kitchen sink. I showed Pam the bathroom shower and said I'd have to get her a toothbrush from the other bathroom. "Anything else you need? Mouth wash, dental floss, deodorant," I asked. "You're a regular boy scout aren't you? That will work for tonight, I can always bring my own stuff next time, that is, if there is a next time," she said smiling, stepping into the shower. Gabbing what we'd need for the rest of the night, I laid everything out on the counter while Pam was in the shower. "I need my back washed, any takers out there?" she asked. Soap in hand I stepped in behind her. I'm just over 5'10" and Pam had to be no more than 5'4", I figured as I put my arms around her. "Back first, play later," she said with a laugh. I soaped up the rest of her body. Back, under arms, butt and finally reaching around, her breasts. Everything was cleaned more than once, and she now started to soap me up. She saw my scars, looked at me and said nothing. I was then told, to raise my arms, as she washed my chest and underarms. Lowering my arms, I put them around her and kissed her. It wasn't a lusty, lip mashing, powerful kiss like a prelude to hot sweaty sex. It was more that of two lovers discovering each other for the first time. We continued kissing and caressing one another until the water started getting cold. "I think it's time we take this to the other room," Pam said. We quickly dried each other off and raced for the bed. "She couldn't be over a hundred pounds ringing wet," I thought to myself as I pulled her on top of me. I continued kissing her while my hands moved up and down her back and to her round ass. Her small breasts and hard nipples were pressed tight against my chest as Pam held my head in her hands. All the while our lips continued their foreplay. Flipping her over on her back I caressed her breasts and her now erect nipples. After a few licks of my tongue and suckling each one in between my lips their color quickly turned from light brown to almost red. My lips next moved down from her chest to her flat stomach and on past to a landing strip of soft hair just above her pussy. I teased her by pulling on the hairs with my lips as I moved my sweaty hands under her butt cheeks. I spread her puffy outer lips apart with my tongue as I searched for her clit and honey pot. "Oh God yes," she said quietly, as I feasted on her. She stroked the top of my head, and I increased the strength and tempo of my attack. I licked her from her hardening clit to her ass and back again. She gave herself totally when I drove my tongue into her while massaged her clit with my thumb. "Oh God, don't stop," she screamed as I pulled my tongue out and started sucking on her little clit. I could feel her body tense up for a second before she let loose driving her pussy against my face. Holding my head between her hands, Pam moved her pussy across my lips and mouth moaning something as she started to come down. I finally stopped, when she released my head and pulled me to her lips, driving her tongue half way down my throat. "That was nice. That was really nice," she said licking my lips. "But I need more than just that tonight," she said while climbing out from under me. "It's your turn now, so just lie back and relax," she instructed me as she licked her lips. At six and a half inches hard, I'm not tiny nor am I huge. After a few minutes, I could readily see Pam had done this before. She used just the right amount of spit, hand action and lips to get me instantly hard. I'm not sure if she was deep throating me, nor did I care, because what she was doing felt wonderful. It had been well over a years since I'd been with a women, and even though Susie and her four sisters had taken the edge off in the shower most nights, this was a whole new ball game. I was just about to tell her to ease up, when I exploded down her throat. It wasn't a quick climax, more so an explosion. Load after load shooting down her throat. How long I came, I haven't a clue. Maybe an hour. Maybe a day. I only know that Pam didn't let up until I was totally drained. "I thought you were going to drown me," she said wiping her mouth. "Damn, it has been a while since you've been with someone hasn't it?" she said moving up to kiss me. "I guess you can say that." Life After Death Ch. 02 "Just tell me you've got a damn condom," she said looking at me. "After all of this, I need you, and right now. I don't feel like running to the store or doing it with a sandwich bag." "You're in luck, I've got one," I said reaching into my night table. "You're the one who's lucky," she said grabbing it from me, ripping it open. "Now all I have to do is get you hard, which shouldn't take too long." And it didn't. If I liked her before, I loved her now for what she was doing and the feelings she was giving me. "Put it on before I shoot again," I cried out as she pulled her mouth off me. Hard and covered, I rolled Pam over and slipped between her legs. Doing it in the missionary position maybe isn't the sexiest way, but it was my favorite. I like to watch my partners face as we made love. For a moment, I thought Pam was going to buck me off her, as she tried to meet my every thrust with a harder one of her own. "Relax, we've got all night," I whispered to her as I gently stroked her face and I kissed her lips. With long deliberate strokes we made love. I could feel my passion building, and after ten minutes I was close, so very close. Mashing my lips against her, I started inhaling her wet tongue. It would be great to say we came together, but I filled my rubber first and then kept pounding away until Pam got off. Wrapping her legs, around my waist, and holding me tight, she climaxed. It wasn't the huge explosion, as when I had eaten her, but by the sounds of it, it must have been good just the same. We lay in each other's arms for about ten minutes without either one of us speaking. "For a born again virgin, you're not half bad," she said as I hit her with a pillow. "One more brownie, and I think we should call it a night." We showered, and yes, she ate the last two brownies. We fell asleep spooning one another, or let's just say, Pam fell asleep and I held her close. I knew tomorrow was going to be a rough one for me. She had been patient so far, but probably no more. She will want answers, especially after barring her soul to me last night. Was I ready? If not, I could see her walking out, with not so much as looking back, and I know I didn't want that. "God damn it, I hate you Carol," the voice in my head screamed.