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    Sharpen Up The Knives 8

     

    “What choice were you trying to make?”

     

    “I was thinking about how stupid I am for being so afraid……..so afraid of……..you know…….this……….weird………”

     

    She just smiles at me. A sad little smile. The smile said everything. It said god I wish I didn’t like you so much, it says god I wish I never helped you. I wish my life didn’t depend on you. It says god why do you keep staring at me like this, are we gonna get naked again or what. Maybe it says nothing. Maybe I am just a cry for help. Maybe this is all that I am. And maybe I should try really hard to get out of my head before trying to get into hers.

     

    She talks. She speaks. Her lips move. And I can hear what she is saying.  She is trying to get me to understand that she understands…..sort of.

     

    “No, its not weird at all. It actually makes sense now. You are government property. They probably spent a lot of time and money training you, I am sure they couldn’t have you running around thinking for yourself….. I get it…….I think. As for this………..well…….”

     

    And the minutes drag…………

     

    Tired of waiting but I watch her intently. She gives me a signal to come over to her. A siren calling me to my doom……or something like that. She lies back in the bed. And I lie next to her. And I turn over and look at her. And she looks at me. Its instantaneous the feel of her mouth on mine. And here’s to feeling, to her body warm and soft, to her tongue in my mouth, to letting me explore her wetness, to feeling like I wanna burst when she touches my wetness. And I feel lucky to feel. Lucky to get there when she does. Lucky that she saved my life, that she is saving a piece of my soul. So very lucky in her arms. Her hands tracing the jagged scars on my body. Her lips kissing away my growing fear. Her eyes never leave me. Her hands never leave me.  

     

    And the minutes drag……………….

     

     

     

     

     

    Ch 15

     

     

     

     

     

    Survivalism revisited,

    Comments

    1. Wow, thank you so much for the dedication. No one’s ever dedicated a chapter to me before, and to have my first be from you, well, that’s beyond flattering. I’ve nothing to offer in return, though, except my reading honesty and loyalty (heh, I remember the first comment I dropped in NIN ch2 a looong time ago). And I’m super glad I made your day. As for the story, well, it’s fricken sexy. No I don’t mean because Shane and Carmen have a *very* healthy appetite for each other (as evidenced in this hot-ass update), but because the characters have real chemistry. Their minds and bodies find ways to fit and just complement each other in a way that’s impossible to refute, and you’ve done an awesome job at presenting that integral part of the story. Awesome.

    2. “Who is Tupac?”, “Never mind”. Hilarious. Glad Shane is opening up to Carmen. I don’t know if Shane should go after anyone in her condition, I guess only if she didn’t have a choice. Luv the update.

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