First, I want to apologize to my loyal readers for taking so very long in posting this chapter. I have been involved in several personal crisis that took me some time to deal with. References to my mum are fairly accurate. However, with the passing of my father, I wish to explain that Todd's father in this story is fictional, and that there is little connection with that character and my real father. Also, with the passing of one of my brothers, I want to state that Todd's siblings in the story have no similarities with my real ones. Thank you for all of your patience.
This is a story about a man and a handicapped teenage boy that meet and fall in love. If you are underage or offended by the subject matter, please leave. Up to the point in Chapter 1 where they talk for quite some time, the story is real for the most part. We did part without ever exchanging anything more than conversation and he was just as beautiful as described. Maybe if I had been more aggressive...who knows? The rest is strictly fiction and wishful thinking on my part. Please send any comments to redfordtodd1_@hotmail.com. Be kind as this is my first effort. No offense to handicapped persons is intended. It may come across as long winded and I don't always get right to the sex. (it is there when needed) I wanted the reader to feel like these were real people, and get to know them.
I want to give credit to my good friend, Wilson, who has helped me more than he will admit as my editor.
Also, I would like to thank the author, einhard. With his encouragement I began this story and will continue to write for quite some time.
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TODD
How would they handle this? Kate and Wayne had been accepting of every thing else. Thinking for a few minutes, I decided.
"Baby, there is only one thing we can do," I told Gerry.
"And what's that going to be? Are we going to simply sit down and tell them the truth?" He asked.
"You're not just a `pretty face'; you have some smarts too! That's exactly what we will do," I said, with a smile.
He took my hand and squeezed it gently. This time there were no flashes of light happening.
"Okay, if you honestly think that it's the right thing to do, then let's go do it."
As we both approached the table, we could see an expectant look on Wayne's face as well as on Kate's face. Em and Bill both wore a concerned expression when they looked at me.
"Before any of you ask, I am perfectly fine. This day has been so incredible that I just needed a few minutes to compose myself. Also, I want to thank all of you for giving me the happiest day of my life. I mean that from the bottom of my heart. Each of you has made a contribution to it, in one way or another, and I couldn't be more pleased," I stated, as I looked at each one.
Some conversation followed in which they all expressed their feelings for me. After several minutes, there was a lull.
"Wayne," I said. He looked right at me. "You would like to know what is going on, right?"
He nodded his head before saying yes.
"Kate, did Wayne tell you about the strange thing he saw in the restroom a few minutes ago?" I asked.
She shook her head, looking at Wayne. "Just what did you see? Todd brought it up and now you all have my curiosity."
And, thus, began a very long talk. There were times that, judging from the looks they gave us, Kate and Wayne might have thought we were crazy. Questions were followed by answers, and answers were followed by questions. Em, and even, Bill, backed us up several times. After nearly an hour we had explained as much as we could to Kate and Wayne.
As we finished up the conversation, Kate gave us both a funny look. She and Wayne whispered back and forth a few times.
"Okay, we really want to believe you, but we want just a little proof," she said.
"Such as?" Gerry asked.
Wayne spoke up; "we`d like to see the light you talked about."
He and Kate had an expectant look on their faces. I turned and gazed into Gerry's eyes and thought of nothing but my love for him, and I could feel his love returning to me. Our aura was back. Quickly, I focused my thoughts on something else. The aura faded.
Glancing around me, it didn't seem that anyone had noticed. Looking back at our group around the table, I saw that Kate and Wayne were stunned. Since the explanations had already been given to them, we chatted for just a short while longer.
Gerry seemed to be getting antsy, so I called out to Pierre for our check. When he returned, he curtly set it down by me. Before I could react, Bill snatched it from me. I began to protest, but the look on Bill's face told me no.
"Thank you all again, for the best birthday I have ever had," I said as I looked at all of their faces.
At last, my gaze fell on Gerry; he wore his biggest smirk yet. What was going on? As hard as I tried, the only thing I could "sense" from him was happiness.
Bill finished his business with Pierre, and we made our way to the entrance. The limo was ready and waiting, once more. Gerry whispered something to Kate and Wayne. They both had grins spread across their faces.
I was starting to feel frustrated.
When we got into the car, Gerry situated himself between his friends and that left me between Bill and Em. Gerry smiled and gave Em a big nod. What were they up to now?
"Todd, there is one more surprise for your birthday," Gerry said.
I felt exasperated. With all that Gerry had done since the early morning until the present, he still insisted on adding more to it. I was about to protest but "sensed" that it would be a big mistake.
"Baby, I don't know what more you could do to add to this incredible day," I said to Gerry.
"Todd," Em spoke, "put these on."
Reaching into her purse, she had pulled out a pair of what looked like swimming goggles. She handed them to me and I put them over my eyes. I was mildly startled to find that I couldn't see through them.
"Is there some reason that I am being kept in the dark?" I asked.
Gerry replied, "if you weren't in the dark then your surprise wouldn't be a surprise at all, MAM."
I could hear Gerry whispering something, and then he, Kate and Wayne began to tell some of their childhood tales to me. Some of the stories were pretty normal and some were hilarious. As the conversation continued, I could feel my sense of time was confused. I had no idea of how long we had been riding, or, of where we were.
There was no doubt that as much as maybe an hour had passed when we stopped. I have to admit that my curiosity was getting to me. As I began to reach for the goggles both of my hands were grasped tightly.
I heard Em's voice. "Todd, don't you dare ruin Gerry's surprise! You only have a few more minutes to wait. Think that you can hold on that long?" she asked.
"Yes, Em. I'm sorry that I acted without thinking," I replied, feeling a slight blush on my cheeks.
The sounds and movements told me that at least one of the other three had exited the car. A few moments later I could hear the trunk open and then shut. I was more puzzled than ever. Em and Bill chuckled and I felt Em pat the back of my hand.
"Todd, there isn't a thing to worry about; I promise you that," Em said.
A few more minutes passed and I could hear the car door open again. A hand grasped mine and tugged gently.
It was Wayne's voice I heard. "Come on, birthday boy, it's time for your last surprise of the evening," he said.
The cool night air brushed across my face. It felt so awkward being blind and trusting Wayne for guidance. He told me just when to watch my step, and slowed down accordingly. We didn't go very far, but it seemed like we did. After a few seconds he stopped.
"Now, you wait right here until I tell you different," Wayne said.
It felt as though I were inside, there was no longer any trace of the cool air. A few minutes passed, and I noticed a familiar, yet strange odor in the air. I heard what sounded like a door being shut, but very softly. A hand caressed my cheek, and then lips touched mine. The touch and the feel of those lips, and I knew my Gerry in an instant. The intensity of his emotions hit me hard. How did he hide them so well from me? Even with the darkened goggles on, I could see the light, our light, glowing. I closed my eyes and allowed my emotions to freely flow back to him, as his tongue played over mine. A feeling of almost lightheadedness enveloped me.
After a few minutes, he pulled away. It was almost a disappointment to me.
"Are you ready for the surprise?" Gerry asked.
"Baby, just holding you and kissing you is so very special to me. I don't know what you have done know, but, yes, I am ready." I replied.
"Okay, then, you can take off the goggles now," he said.
Reaching up, I pulled the goggles from my eyes. What greeted me was really unexpected. Obviously we were in a hotel room lit only by candles. It looked so very familiar, and then it dawned on me. This was the room, the one that we first made body to body contact in and the very place where I knew that Gerry would be in my soul forever.
"My awesome man, do you know where you are?" he asked. His eyes were tearing up as he spoke again, "you really do know, don't you?
Tears were beginning to form in my eyes as I answered. "Yes, baby, how could I ever forget?"
I took him into my arms and looked deeply into his eyes again. How could I have ever lived my life without him? I raised my head heavenward and silently thanked God for sending Gerry to me. Once again, I looked into his eyes. My thoughts turned to the other forces that had brought us together. A slight shiver ran down my spine as I realized those forces were with us as we stood. What a blessing my life has had bestowed upon it with Gerry a part of it. Lightly, I touched his cheek. Our aura was back again. A slight tremble made its way through both of our bodies, as `our light' became even brighter.
Pulling back, ever so slightly, I gazed into his eyes. "My beloved, you know what I would like to do?"
Gerry's face wore a dreamy look as he smiled and nodded.
What followed was an attempted re-creation of our first night together, to the best of our joint memories. Was it as sweet, tender and incredible as our first night? No, it wasn't even close. Our love had grown to such a depth that the sharing we did that first night paled greatly by comparison. Our aura glowed brightly with shimmers of gold and silver to it.
Guiding Gerry to the bed, I sat him down. His hardness, confined by his clothes, tented his pants in a very obvious manner. The expression on his face reflected both his love and desire for me. My manhood throbbed within its confines. I slid his suit coat from his shoulders and removed the tie. Then, I started on his shirt. As, button by button, I exposed more of him to me, I thought of how this shell contained the most incredible person I could ever hope to share my life with. Once the upper portion of him was revealed to my eyes, a shudder ran through me and I caught my breath. Gerry's face wore a beatific expression with a slight smile as he looked into my eyes. I sensed his inner feelings as I watched a single tear of joy slowly descend his face.
Softly, he said, "you are truly the other half of my soul, my heart, my life.
No spoken words would ever mean more to me than the ones that Gerry had just said. A response from me was not needed as our aura shone brighter than ever.
It was my turn. Just his touch, as he bared my torso, and his fingers explored, was almost more than I could take. There was no question that he was fully aware of this as he had a slight smirk on his face. Gerry's smirk grew as he placed his hand on my crotch and gave it a gentle squeeze. "Oh, my God!" I thought, as the sensations he caused in my groin were about to put me over the edge.
I closed my eyes and held my breath. They flew open as a stinging slap hit my bare stomach, from the same hand that had just been so nice to me.
" Ouch!" I exclaimed. "Baby, why did you hit me?"
Gerry's face wore a stern expression as he replied, "because you were going to reach the finish line without me. That wouldn't be fair." His look turned into a frown.
"Don't look at me like that," I warned him.
"What are you going to do... spank me?" Gerry retorted.
I could feel the devilish grin form on my face.
He looked mildly panicked. "You wouldn't dare!" he shot back. "Not after this morning."
His comment made me pause. I realized that it had been hours since our bout with the pinching, but it had also been nearly as long since the painful bruises had stopped hurting. Pulling away from him, I crossed the room to a full-length mirror.
"MAM, what's wrong?" he asked in a concerned tone.
I dropped my pants, and pulled down my jockeys in the back. The lighting didn't offer much help, but to the best I could see the bruises were all gone. Pulling my pants back up, I went back to him and turned around, baring my buns to him.
"Baby, what so you see?"
"Mmmm, a very nice set of cheeks."
I turned to see a leering expression on his face. Smiling, I said, "that's not all that you're seeing. Notice anything missing?"
He looked puzzled. "A cherry?" he said with a big smirk.
Laughing, I replied, "no, that's been gone for a while. Do you see any bruises?"
His face wore a puzzled expression as he inspected more closely.
"That's just way too weird. I know that you had quite a few bruises there this morning. After all, I put them there myself. How do you figure you got healed so quickly?"
A thought sprang to mind, as I got out my pocketknife. Gerry's eyes widened as he saw it. I could sense his panic, as I opened the blade and drew a line across the palm of my hand. The shallow cut began to bleed. He shook his head in disbelief.
"Baby, trust me on this," I told him. "I love you."
"And, I love you. But, why did you do such a thing?" he asked.
"Just concentrate on your love for me. If, I am right, you will see something really spectacular happen." I responded.
Gerry's face still had a worried look to it, as I took his hands in mine. I projected my love to him, and could feel his return to me. Concentrating even harder on it, I could feel the increase in the return of his love. His eyes followed mine, as we both looked at my hand. Slowly at first, then a bit faster, the blood began to return to the wound. We watched as the tear in my skin disappeared.
Shaking his head, he asked, "how do you begin to explain that?"
"Well, I guess there are a few more things about this power of ours that we didn't count on."
His only response was to nod. He started blinking as tears began to flow. "That explains so much. It all makes sense now."
Why was he crying? "Baby, what are we talking about?"
Gerry let out a sob, before he answered. "My recovery. The doctors couldn't really make any sense out of it at all. All of the tests and x-rays that were done right after my last accident, showed that I would never be able to move again, much less walk. They said it was as if my spinal cord was healing itself, which is impossible. It was you. Your love for me did it. Way more than any doctors could do. That also explains something else. Every time that you left my side, I felt such a let down. As long as you were there, I was healing."
The realization had tears running down my face as well. Our aura was glowing brighter than ever, as our love flowed back and forth to each other's souls. He stood, and I took him into my arms, burying his face in my chest, and mine in his hair. We both sobbed quietly for several more minutes.
My mind began to think of other things. "December 26," I said softly.
"What are you talking about?"
"That's the day that you and I will become a legal couple." I answered.
"Where, in the world can we do that?"
"Well, if my memory serves me right, we can go to Vermont for it." I replied.
Gerry smiled as he asked, "which last name are we going to use? I've never been married before."
I smiled back. "Whatever you wish it to be; I only want you to be happy," was my response.
His grin broadened as he leaned forward for another kiss. "This will make me happy," he said as his lips touched mine, and his arms went around my neck.
Several minutes passed before we both came up for air. We looked lovingly into each other's eyes. Gerry nodded before I could say a word. Slowly, we undressed each other.
I carried my baby to the bathroom. Just the sensation of his skin against mine, as well as my manhood lightly touching him, nearly triggered my bliss.
We omitted repeating the banter we had shared our first time, and replaced it with whispered words of love for each other.
It was almost with a sense of loss that I sat Gerry down. Leaning over to run the bath water, I could feel his fingers lightly tracing up and down my spine. For only a few moments, I allowed the tingling sensations that Gerry was creating to flow through my body. My climax was almost imminent as I arched my back to break the contact from his touch. I focused my mind on whatever I could to prevent it: backed up sewers, oil spills, and even wrecked cars in junkyards.
Almost immediately, I "sensed" Gerry's feelings of disappointment and rejection.
Before I could utter a response, Gerry spoke single word, "Why?"
Turning, I smiled and waited before responding.
"Because, MIM, I didn't want to re-surface the tub with 'you know what' from me."
He arched his eyebrows, "really?"
I laughed softly and nodded.
"Wait a minute," Gerry said. "Why did you call me MIM?"
"Because, that's what you are," I said. "You'll always be my baby, but MIM fits you so well."
"MAM, just what does MIM mean?" he asked.
Firmly, I gripped his solid erection and looked into his eyes.
"My Incredible Man," I replied.
Wow, did he ever turn red.
"Gotcha!" I said with a big grin.
"Not fair!" he retorted, turning a deeper shade of crimson.
I chuckled, and squeezed his manhood, feeling it throb in my hand. "MIM, that is such a very small part of what makes you my deepest and only true love."
"So, now you are telling me that Gerry junior is very small," he said with a slight pout.
"You have yet to hear me complain," I retorted.
Gerry's smirk was back as he said, "...and if you ever do complain, junior might not want to co-operate with you anymore."
"Saints preserve us!" I said with a big grin. "Considering how he spits at me all the time, I can't see him stopping that nasty habit."
"Nasty?" he almost shouted, as he broke into a hearty laugh. "Todd junior doesn't behave any better!"
"Well, whose fault is that?" I asked with an even bigger grin.
"Why would it be my fault?" Gerry inquired with an innocent look.
I paused before answering, my expression growing more serious, "because everything about you, inside and out ... you are My Incredible Man. I never thought that I would tell you this, but..."
"But, what?"
Hesitating, I answered, "You may not believe me, but, I can get hard just thinking about your smile or things you say."
"You too?" he blurted out.
We looked deeply into each other's eyes and grinned.
"Baby, I think it's bathtime," I said, "before we start on anything else."
Gerry had a pensive look on his face. "Could we maybe take a shower instead?"
I nodded, and helped him into the tub. As we began to wash each other, I could feel that special sensation inside me, and I began to sing to him again. He blushed a little as I looked into his eyes, and sang the Gerswhin tune, "My Man."
Both of us were on the edge as we took washcloths to each other's groins. We caressed one another, but didn't take it to completion. Also, extra attention was given to both of our backsides. Somehow, I had a feeling what may be expected shortly.
Finishing the shower, I carried him in to the bed. I could "sense" that something was bothering him a bit. We dried each other off, our hardness remaining obvious as we did.
"My Awesome Man," Gerry almost whispered. "I have one more gift for you tonight."
A shiver coursed through my body. Was he going to suggest what I thought he might?
"I want to feel you inside me," he said softly.
Oh, how I ached inside at the thought of fulfilling his request. How would he take my response?
"Baby..." I hesitated. "I would love nothing more than to do just as you ask of me, but..."
Too quickly I "sensed" his feelings of rejection. What words would possibly explain to him how I felt? His tears had already begun to fall. Oh, God, I had hurt him, again.
Pulling him to me, I just held him, hoping that he could feel my love pour through his pain. Gerry's sobs were like knives in my heart. I had to fight so very hard to keep my feelings separate from his.
"I wanted your birthday to end with my one extra special gift to you, but you don't want it," he whimpered.
Turning him to face me, I tenderly looked into his eyes and spoke, "Baby, it has nothing to do with what I want."
He could "sense" that I was telling him the truth.
"If you can manage to wait it out, on December 26, I will be honored to fulfill your wish," I said.
"Is that... is that why you don't want me tonight? You want to wait for then?" Gerry muttered through his tears.
"Yes, my baby. You should have no doubt about how much I want to have you in all ways possible. But, I also want you to have me in the same manner. We have to take our time with it, and prepare you properly. There is no way that I would ever let you suffer the pain that I did my first time,"
His sobbing eased and we looked deeply into each other's eyes once more.
"Was it really that bad?" he asked.
I closed my eyes and remembered. "It was partly my own fault. At the time it seemed that everyone was doing it, and I thought that I was really missing out on something. I was with a group of guys that I knew, but not very well. One of them kept looking at me, and I decided that he would be the one to get my cherry as he was really cute. A time and place was arranged and was I ever nervous. We kissed and got naked; he did have a nice body too. Gentle was not a word in his vocabulary, as he proved to me almost at the start. In no time, I let him pin my arms with my legs and take me. I was too innocent at the time to know that some kind of lubrication should have been used, as he inserted himself into me totally dry. He wasn't all that large, but it felt as though a tree was being rammed into my guts. I tried to make him stop, but he wouldn't. With his weight on me, I couldn't budge, and my arms were pinned. Pretty much I let him..."
I hung my head with the same guilt that I had felt back then.
"I let him..." Choking on the words, I finally got them out, "he... he raped me. In and out he went for what seemed like hours. Even though I pleaded with him to stop, my pleas fell on deaf ears. When he was finally done, he just pulled out and left me lying there. I had so many feelings course through me; emotionally I felt battered. Once the physical pain eased up enough to move, I went and got cleaned up. I wasn't bleeding as badly as I thought I was, but the aching deep inside was pretty severe."
The emotions from back then were re-visiting me. Gerry could "sense" them and pulled me close. Tears began to trickle down my face.
I continued, "shame was the hardest one to handle. Knowing that he could have cared less for my pain or me I felt that I had really cheated myself. My virginity given to a guy I barely knew, and never saw again. My physical pain was overshadowed by that shame. How could I do that to myself... let him rape me?"
My tears were flowing faster, as Gerry held me tighter.
"MAM, you didn't let him rape you. He took advantage of you the whole way.
Now, I can understand why you feel like you do about all this," he said, "because you don't want me to go through what you did."
I nodded; the memories were so vivid. Gerry would never be allowed to feel as I did. His compassion began to quickly ease my anguish.
"Todd, it wouldn't be like that, though. We love each other too much for it to be like that," he spoke in a whisper.
"I know baby, but it would still cause you pain, and I can't do that to you."
"Have you ever done it since that time?"
"Only with a few guys that I felt really cared for me. I honestly don't think that I've done it more than maybe about twelve times including that night,"
"Do you mind my asking how long it's been since your last time?"
"You can always ask me anything that you can think of," I said with a smile. "And, to answer you question, it was about four years ago. That was the last time that I had a boyfriend."
"You mean, you haven't been with another guy for four years?" His face had a look of disbelief.
I chuckled softly. "No, I'm talking about the last time that I had a boyfriend. But, it's been a little over a year since I've had sex with a man."
His eyes twinkled as he forced a scowl. "And I suppose that I don't count, because I'm not eighteen yet?"
"We're talking about back before you and I met. Baby, no one person in my life has ever counted more than you do. Don't you dare think anything different!" I said forcefully.
"Sorry," Gerry said with a slight smirk. "I should know better by now, shouldn't I?"
I laughed, "that, my dear MIM, is the understatement of the year!"
His face took on a concerned look, "when you allowed it, did it ever feel good for you?"
"Only a few times, baby. I'm not even sure it did, because I always seemed to panic a bit."
"Then you're pretty close to being a virgin too, aren't you?"
I almost chuckled, "Yeah, guess I am at that. Even a well lubed finger from my doctor has a rough time getting inside me."
Gerry's face wore a grin. "You mentioned about preparing me for it. Could we start on that tonight?"
He had an expression of anticipation and a special shyness. There was no way that I could refuse him, and he knew it.
"Baby, you know the answer to that. December is months away, but we can prepare you before then."
His smirk was back. "Who says that I'm the only one needing preparing?" He arched his eyebrows.
I could feel myself blushing as I responded, "Well... as embarrassed as I am about it, you're most likely right on that count."
Gerry's eyes went wide. "Really? But, I don't have the slightest idea of what to do." He said.
It was my turn to smirk. "You've been a fair student, so far. I think you might be able to handle it."
"Fair! Fair!" he almost shouted. "Maybe if my teacher weren't so rusty on his subject matter, I could learn a thing or two!"
"Hey," I retorted, "I'm just trying to maintain a proper teacher-student relationship!"
We were both almost laughing at this point. I could see the twinkle in his eyes.
"Proper?" he asked. "Why, if you had been my teacher in school¼"
"Yes?" I asked with a grin.
His mood quickly changed, as a serious expression showed in his eyes.
"Todd, if you had been my teacher, I would have fallen for you even sooner.
There is no way in hell I would have been able to pass your class. I would have just sat there and day dreamed the whole time."
"Baby, I guess I would have to keep you after class and give you private tutoring then. I sure wouldn't get any teaching done with you sitting in my class."
"Could we do a review of what I've learned so far? And, maybe you could teach me a few new things," Gerry stated with a determined look.
I slowly pulled him to me. We both trembled as we embraced. Our mouths met in a demanding manner as our tongues eagerly explored each other's mouths. Quickly we regained our erections, as our passions mounted.
Laying him on his back, I started at his ears, and used my tongue, lips and teeth on almost every part of his body between there and his toes. He squirmed as I passed by his crotch, his moans making it all the more erotic.
As I reached his feet, he stopped me.
"MAM, it's my turn. Let's see how well you have learned my lessons," he said, with a slight smirk on his face.
I turned onto my back, and in only minutes, he had me at the same heights as I had taken him. My moans were at least as loud as his had been. He paused at my feet, and brought his head even with my crotch. Before I could even think, he skipped ahead of what he had learned. He took his tongue to my perineum, and then to the area behind. My body shook as though an electric current had passed through as he licked across the center of my being. While I had been exposed to this a few times before, it was nothing when compared to how he was making me feel at this moment. My moans were almost groans of pleasure now, coming from deep inside me.
Pulling him up for just moments, I turned so that I could reach him at the same time. We both experienced simultaneously the intensity of this new level of love making between us. Our tongues went ever deeper into our beings, as we almost reached our climaxes. A new height of passion was being achieved.
I replaced my tongue with a finger, as I took his nutsack into my mouth. He quickly did the same to me. My finger eased into his hot tight channel. As I made my first contact with his prostate, it almost sent him over the edge. Following my lead, he did the same to me, without causing me the slightest of pain. Our moans became louder than ever.
Knowing that we were both too close, we paused for just a few moments. When we resumed, it was a slow and gentle tonguing of our impatient erections that took place. We gradually added second fingers to our love making,. Minutes passed and we both took just the tip of each other into our mouths as we hit each other's buttons deep inside. The force of our climaxes almost made both of us lose consciousness, it was so very extreme.
Continuing to mildly tease with our fingers, lips and tongues, we drained the life juices from each other. Tenderly, we withdrew from each other. I moved so we were face to face, and we shared a brief kiss. Our energies were almost depleted.
I fetched a warm damp cloth and cleaned up the evidence of our lovemaking. Gerry's face wore a dreamy look, as I am sure mine did as well.
No words were needed as I lay next to him, pulling the sheet over our naked bodies. We touched hip to hip, with Gerry resting his head upon my chest. I softly kissed his hair as his lips lightly brushed my skin. The contentedness of our souls was shared.
The last thing that I noticed before my eyes closed was our aura still shining brightly. With a slight smile I thought to myself that it would be nice to have a way to dim it for sleeping. No, it was manifested by our love, and that I would never want lessened. A love that we had physically expressed so many times since the previous evening, that I could scarcely believe it was possible.
Only moments passed, before we both feel into a deep slumber. This had truly been the most incredible day of my life.