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Click here"How long have you known you were an empath," I ask her, my cock still inside her.
"I never knew for sure," she answers. "I never used it, never pushed it. I'd never go barging into other peoples' minds..." she smiles, "...like someone else I could name."
"But you attracted me anyhow," I said. "You stood out in that crowd like a neon light."
That makes her smile again, and in an instant we're out of the canoe and back on the street standing outside that club, bathed in more neon lights than were ever actually there in all of recorded history.
"Wow!" I say. "You're really getting good at this!"
And there's nothing to say to that but to kiss again, to inhale each other's breath and get just so close to one another.
I felt her in my head then. In my head and in my heart, like gossamer spiders trailing love like silk and weaving magical webs around me to catch all my dreams, and these, my foolish words.
Wonderful writing, totally captured the romantic in me. Thank you, thank you so much.
This was a very intense and intimate story. I’ll be returning to this story time and again.
So good to see this new story from you. Have now read this twice... I was reminded a little of The Johare Window in places. Irrespective of that, this story was delightfully erudite. Thank you for this - really hoping that you will be publishing again soon.
I can't believe you have posted a new story, and such a wonderful one. I am in love with your writing, and in awe of your imagination.