****** A Night of Subconsciousness by Lonely Heart ******
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A Night of Subconsciousness


Kim sat alone at her kitchen table. She looked out of her apartment window,
gazing at the people walking by, thinking to herself how everyone seemed to
have a purpose, places to go and things to do. As she watched the world going
on before her, she pondered on her own existence, she was going on 30 years
old, she had a good job at a local veterinary clinic. She had thought of
herself as a beautiful women, easy to get along with, and having just lost
Jeff, her best friend and neighbor to an automobile accident only a few weeks
ago, she wrestled with her feelings of loneliness and emptiness.

Kim and Jeff had known each other for two years. He was someone she could
always count on to be honest, sincere and comforting when she was feeling down
and a fun, spontaneous friend when she needed companionship. Prior to Jeff's
sudden passing away, Kim was starting to come to grips with her feelings of
love and passion for her good friend. She eagerly awaited the right moment to
tell him that she wanted more from him emotionally. Unfortunately she was never
given the chance, and she could only sit and hope that somehow he knew in his
heart how much she cared for him.

Kim wiped a tear from her eye, she realized that it was time for her to pull
herself together, she jumped up from the chair, quickly gathered her coat and
keys to head out the door and off to work. As she opened the door and walked
out into the hallway, she looked at the door she had seen Jeff walk through so
many times. The apartment was vacant now, much like her soul. A deep sigh
escaped her as she turned and swiftly walked down the hall to leave the
building.

Upon returning home from work that evening, Kim noticed a moving van parked in
front of her apartment building. She slowly walked up the steps and opened the
main door that led into the hallway. Cautiously stepping in, she could only
wonder who might be moving in. Walking towards her door, she was startled by a
young woman bursting through the door that once belonged to Jeff. Kim composed
herself and mustered up a greeting to the lady that she assumed was going to be
her new neighbor. They stood in the hallway for awhile talking, giving each
other a brief overview of their lives, who they were, where they worked. Kim's
new neighbor, Rachel was 22 years old, very nice looking and worked at a diner
just down the block. Like Kim, Rachel was single and holding out for just the
right man. Realizing they both had a lot to get done yet that evening, Kim
invited Rachel over to dinner at the weekend so they could continue to get to
know each other better. With a smile, Rachel graciously accepted and they both
went about their business at hand.

Saturday night Kim busily prepared dinner for Rachel and herself. A knock came
at the door and Kim rushed over to answer. They greeted each other with warm
friendly smiles; Kim commented that Rachel's timing was perfect and dinner was
just about done. They both sat down at the table, enjoying the company and the
food. They talked about their dreams, expectations, desires. Realizing they
were both very much alike they laughed and questioned if it was possible to
achieve all the things they wanted out of life.

Kim told Rachel all about the wonderful man who used to occupy her apartment,
how she loved him and did not get a chance to tell him, and how she missed him
terribly. Rachel in turn talked about how with her work schedule being late
night to early morning hours, she did not get a chance to get out and meet
people. She mentioned her new found interest in the internet, especially the
chat rooms. There was one guy in particular that Rachel had taken a liking to
and she enumerated that his online name was JP. She excitedly told how he was
kind, sensitive and truly seemed to want to listen to her thoughts. As Rachel
continued on about her online interest, Kim's thoughts wandered to days with
Jeff in the park, watching the people go buy, watching the leaves fall and....
Realizing how late it had become, Kim mentioned she needed to get up early in
the morning and should be getting to sleep. She thanked Rachel for her company
and as they were walking over to the door, Kim mentioned that the next day the
apartment building maintenance wanted to do fumigating, they were starting with
her apartment and wanted to do one apartment a day. Hinting around that she may
need a place to spend the night, Rachel quickly offered her apartment,
mentioning that she would not be there, she was scheduled to work that night.

The following day, Kim took Rachel up on her offer, she packed a small bag and
headed across the hall to Rachel's door. She stopped in front of the door,
clutching her bag in her hand nervously. She thought to herself, she had not
touched this doorbell since Jeff passed away. Taking a deep breath, she reached
her finger out to the doorbell, pressing it in slowly, she could hear the chime
from inside the room. Rachel cheerfully answered the door and invited Kim
inside. She walked in slowly, looking around. Rachel had the apartment
decorated in pastels and floral prints; a big change from Jeff's dreary
bachelor motif. She took Kim on a brief tour of the rooms, showing her where
the bath towels were, etc. A smile came across Kim's face as she felt very
comfortable in the apartment, a feeling she had not expected.

As Rachel was leaving out the door, she told Kim to make herself at home and if
there are any problems the phone number for her work was pinned to the
refrigerator door, otherwise she would be back in the morning.

It was about 11:30 pm that night, and Kim decided to change into her
nightshirt. She sat on the couch and looked longingly around the room, taking
in the artwork on the walls, the flowers on the table. Her eyes glanced over to
the computer on the desk in the corner of the room. She watched the screen
saver bouncing around, thinking how monotonous a task that was, when she felt
compelled to go over and sit down in front of it. She thought about how happy
and excited Rachel was over meeting people in the chat rooms, and pondered to
herself; maybe she might check this online thing out.

She noticed a piece of paper sitting next to the printer with the names of chat
rooms on them. Thinking this must be where Rachel visits, Kim logged on, it
asked for a user name and she decided to make up the name "lonely heart".
Entering the chat room, she watched all the conversations going on, when
suddenly a private message appeared on her screen. It was from someone named
"JP" and simply stated "Hello Lonely heart". Kim searched her memory for the
name of Rachel's online interest but could not recall the name she had given.
She looked down at the screen and typed in the word "hello". For the next hour,
the two of them talked about the weather, sports, politics and each other. Kim
felt amazingly at ease with this person she could not see nor hear. Suddenly
"JP" messaged to her..... "How are you feeling right now, are you lonely for
someone?" Kim gasped at the directness of the question, but without hesitation
she answered him "yes". JP delved deeper into Kim's soul, asking her to talk to
him about the person she longed for. Openly Kim told JP all about her best
friend, how she did not get a chance to love him, and how she wished she could
have. With tears in her eyes, Kim could barely make out the next message from
JP.

Illuminated on the screen she saw the words: "Kim, he knows how much you loved
him."

Her body felt paralyzed by what she had just read, she managed to push the
chair away from the desk. Her heart pounding hard in her chest, something in
her head telling her to go back in front of the computer and face what she had
just read. Talk to him, and trust him. Slowly she rolled the chair forward to
where she could legibly read the screen again. She saw JP's next message, it
said......."Tell me you are OK?"

Her hands shook, she typed back to him...."how did you know my name?"

There was a long pause and then JP wrote "you have to trust me Kim - please
just trust me".

She lightly tapped in the words "yes, I will". Not knowing what would happen
next, she felt herself surrender control to the unknown revelation in front of
her. She looked down to JP's next message: "Kim, touch the bare skin of your
stomach for me".

She quickly typed back to him 'Why do you.........." and before she could
finish the sentence, she saw another message reminding her to trust him. She
deleted the line she had just typed and looked down at her nightshirt. She did
not know what to do next, when from somewhere inside of herself she could feel
a thought being forced into her mind that kept saying to her to let go and
experience what was to happen next.

Kim closed her eyes, tilted her head back, and slowly moved her hand under her
shirt. Running her fingers across her tummy, lost in a feeling of excitement,
she had become subconsciously aware of someone whispering to her: "your skin
feels like silk."

Kim jumped in her chair as if a bolt of electricity went through her. She
peered around the room, no one was there, and then she looked down at the
screen. JP had written.... "I've missed the silky feeling of your skin."

Her eyes, fixed on his words, she could not turn away, she had become numb to
any reaction. JP's next message read: "Kim, go over to the bed, lay back and
close your eyes, I will be with you"

Her heart completely taking over any sensibility and reality that remained in
her thoughts, she got up from the chair and walked over to the edge of the bed.
She gazed down at the fluffy blue comforter, it looked so soft and comfortable.
She reached down and leisurely pulled her shirt up over her head. Throwing it
onto the floor, she crawled onto the bed and laid back against the pillows.

Closing her eyes, she could feel control slipping from her grasp. She began to
run her fingers over her stomach, slowly reaching her breasts, cupping the soft
underside, her fingers gently kneading each one with the expertise of a baker.

Grasping her now hard nipples, gently pulling and twisting, she could sense an
aching building in her pelvis. Feeling her legs being forced apart, a rush of
warm air came across her body. Her hand slipped between her thighs, running her
finger along her swollen lips gently dipping her finger into her juices,
rubbing along the insides of her soft folds, she could feel her wetness
increasing with every stroke. A voice in her head was reassuring her of her
actions, loving her and guiding her fingers around her throbbing clit. The warm
liquid was now covering her hand and inside of her thighs as she began to press
hard against her clitoris, slipping into the depths of her vagina, rubbing
against the walls of her desire.

Kim's fingers found their way to her mouth as she eagerly tasted the soft,
sweet juices of her body. A taste that made her body ache for satisfaction. As
her hands were up around her face, a feeling took over within her. She could
feel a sensation between her thighs, like a man's warm breath on her skin. Her
heart beating faster, she grasped the comforter between her fingers, her hips
thrusting forward as if trying to drive this feeling deep within her. She
tensed and exploded with sensations she had never experienced before. Reaching
down between her thighs, feeling her own silky cream, she spread it over her
stomach, up her chest and over her breasts. An elation of exhaustion came over
her as she lay, trembling, overwhelmed on the bed. She could feel strong arms
hold her as she pulled the comforter around her, quickly succumbing to a deep
satisfying sleep.

Morning came as Kim awoke to the sound of Rachel, preparing breakfast in the
kitchen. She slowly rolled over and thought of the incredible night she had
just experienced. In her rationalizing of the events, she wondered how much of
it was a dream accompanied by a sensual experience of masturbation. Gathering
up her clothes, she quickly got dressed and went out to greet Rachel. As she
was standing in the living room, Rachel went over to the computer to check her
E-mail. Kim did not pay much attention to what Rachel was doing until she heard
her say with excitement. "Hey, here's an Email from JP."

Kim, stopping dead in her tracks thought to herself "JP?" Slowly she turned to
see the computer screen. She watched as Rachel clicked on his name. The message
began to appear on the screen. Her heart barely beating as she could only hold
her breath in anticipation of what she was to see. Seeing a picture begin to
appear on the screen, watching the pixels form a face, a familiar face to Kim,
as she dropped to her knees, sobbing, with tears in her eyes, her hands
trembling, Rachel came over to her, comforting her, asking her what had just
happened, Kim quietly said: "That's Jeff".

Rachel stood up, looked at the picture and said "That's Your Jeff, but
he's....." and before she could say anything more writing appeared under the
picture. Rachel grabbed Kim and pulled her to her feet. They both walked over
to the screen and looked down at the writing. JP wrote: Rachel - You are
wonderful woman, you will meet someone who will fulfill all your dreams and
expectations. My best wishes are with you.

Kim - My precious Kim. I never got to tell you how much I love you. I always
have and I will always be with you, whenever you need me just call for me.
Thank you for allowing me to be with you last night. I love you forever.

The end

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