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Click hereWe left the hotel and walked, companionably, across the courtyard and back to the station. I had only about five minutes to wait for the next train.
He said, "I keep my promises, baby. I'm sorry for what I had to do to you. I promise, you'll never see me again."
I stared at him for a moment. He looked haggard under the fluorescent lights. Maybe the experience had taken more out of him than I'd realized. Maybe he was haunted by the idea of years searching for another of his own kind. Either way, I stepped close to him and, of my free will, kissed his mouth.
It was our first and last kiss. His lips were surprisingly soft and gentle. I pulled out a pen and wrote my phone number on his hand.
"I don't understand who or what you are," I said, "or what really happened tonight. But ... call if you need me?"
He was moved; he looked down at his hand, and then up into my eyes. "I guess I don't understand, either," he said. "I don't understand how you can give me this, after what I've done."
Then my train pulled up with a whoosh. I stepped on board and watched as the doors closed between us. As I pulled away into the night, I wondered if I'd ever see him again.
Thanks for the great story! Not just mindless fucking but actually an interesting story...part 2 would be nice
Well-written and with sufficient but not endless description, this story was a pleasure to read. It seemed reminiscent of the recent trend of paranormal romances featuring legendary creatures but was, thankfully, without the purple prose that makes most of those utterly unreadable. Nice job.
I always come back to this story. The idea of mental orgasm is so hot, the visuals are so clear! Beautiful!
I'm still acheing ( sp ) but it's true, the brain is the biggest sexual organ. Arousal begins with what you are thinking, the brain can make you feel and see things that are not really happening. I really enjoyed your story, I was not just some fly on the wall or a peeping tom. I was there, I was him,I was her; I felt everything!.
I would like to get to know more about the two of them. Brings new meaning to: "yeah, I was just fuckin with your head". shit ain't that the truth.
Thank you and please continue with your writeing skills.
Sebastian ( and yes I'm a girl )
I completely agree with everything the comment before mine stated. COMPLETELY!!!! It builds up and is so adorable at the end when she gives him her number...I could help but say "Awe!!!"
Please do continue writing!