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From: "Romer" <romer@tiredfeet.org>
NNTP-Posting-Date: Thu, 20 Jun 2002 03:42:19 PDT
Subject: {ASSM} [rom fest] Without You
Date: Sat, 22 Jun 2002 11:10:02 -0400
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Posted for a friend.  Forgot to get permission to include her email.  Please
address any comments or questions to WolfTrapper@aol.com and I will forward
them.

(C)2002 Shybabe

                    Without You

The waves crash against the rocks as I slowly climb the seemingly endless
stairway.  The tiny white cottage stands alone on top of the hill waiting
for us.

I shudder from exhaustion. How will I manage this trip in a few months when
everything is covered in ice and snow?   "Welcome to our new home," I
whisper to you.

The door creaks loudly in protest as it swings inward.  I gently set the box
of photographs down .  "We'll put them up tomorrow.  I have to rest," I
whisper to you walking into the bedroom.  I collapse on the feather bed.  My
hands automatically move to my stomach, cradling you softly.  My thoughts
drift away quietly with the waves.  Rest now little one I urge you.

Unable to hold back the tears any longer, the warm rivers run down my
cheeks.  I long for his strong arms to hold us.  I am so sorry my little
angel.  It wasn't supposed to happen like this.

I wonder again for the thousandth time if I am doing the right thing staying
here.  I know in my heart we will have to leave but I am not ready.  The
comfort and strength of his presence here is what I need now.  I am not able
to give him up yet.

No matter how we try to avoid her, his mistress will always be with us.

I cry for you my child, who will never hear his sweet voice or feel his warm
kiss.  The cruel mistress has finally won, taking him as her lover.  Yet
even though she claims his body, his heart and soul will always be with us.
She will never have those. When you take your first step, his arms will be
waiting to catch you.  He will always watch over us, keeping you safe.  I
promise you this.

The room darkens as night silently sneaks in around us.  The dream beings
again.

I am naked on the sand.  The gentle caress of the wind teases my bare skin.
I have to close my
eyes against the sun's brightness.  I feel the wetness of his lips trace my
nipple.  His long fingers slide effortlessly down the soft skin of my belly,
tease their way inside my thighs. I spread them eagerly exposing the wetness
hiding inside.  The swollen lips beg to be sucked and slurped in his special
way.

I thrust my hips in the air feeling the teeth biting firmly on my nipple.
His tongue leaves a wet trail as it glides up my leg.  I feel his hot breath
against my wetness.  I moan loudly, my hands grabbing at empty air.  I can't
find him.

My fingers fall to you as the scream begins yet again.

I wake confused, the blankets tangled between my legs. I slowly walk to the
window, my hands holding you tightly as you flutter gently inside me.

I scream my hatred to the greedy bitch, the unforgiving sea.

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