We are completely removed from reality, all alone in the giant room, with dark wooden beams, wood paneling, and a thirty foot barn-like ceiling, the room above the manager's office in this quirky little motel otherwise composed of tight little boxy standard motel rooms on the outskirts of the state university campus, the room that he probably usually rents out for drunken student parties.

We sit on the bed, facing each other, my back against the headboard, her back against the footboard, our ankles locked, our eyes locked, staring intensely at each other, feeling each other's power, my right hand stroking the shaft of my cock, my left hand playing with my balls, her right hand rubbing her clit hard, her left hand pinching her nipples.

We have already fucked this evening, soon after arriving, before we even finished unpacking our bags, naked on all fours facing the full length mirror on the door of the closet with the door we couldn't open, pounding away at each other like crazed minks.

But this now, this is what it is all about. Total focus on the other person. Nothing hidden, nothing unsaid, nothing protected. Just us watching each other pleasure ourselves through a haze of lust. We are as laid bare as we will ever be, joined at the ankles for all eternity, one two-headed, soul-merged, four-handed masturbating sex-crazed fiend.

She is about to come, at the peak of her gorgeousness, her face contorted, her breathing ragged, her skin turning reddish purple and her hands flying - the moment that is potentially visible in her at all times, that the motel manager must have seen when he offered her an upgrade to this room at no extra charge, realized as we both explode, totally focused on each other, and yet as the haze of lust clears from my brain I hope, for just a fleeting second, for the manager's sake, though I have not met him, but I am feeling expansive, and completely connected to the universal consciousness, that the circumstance of the room, and of our being in it, are as obvious as they appear, and that he has and/or will appreciate the peak of her gorgeousness and the realization of her potential as much as I do.