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consummation

This is a Romance Flash, written for the 2002 ASSTR Summer

Solstice Romance Festival.

(c)2002 by Sara H. All rights reserved.

This story is for adults only.

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Consummation

by Sara H

Categories: FF, Rom, no sex

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Dear and Mysterious Martha,

You asked a question I don't know how to answer. Not in

words, at least. My mind is whirling with pictures that

come to me every time I close my eyes.

I see a girl, her eyes full of wonder and light as the

true beauty of a sunset hits her for the first time. I see

a shaded two-lane highway that always leads back to your

arms.

I am standing on a cliff, with words telling me that I can

walk on air if I only believe.

If I close my eyes a second time, and let myself drift

away, I see your lips, your face so close that it's blurred

as if covered in soft gauze. The taste of you, the feeling

as you taste me... it's still with me, even after the weeks

since I fell into your arms.

I've told myself that I was just lonely. But I was lying.

There's more to it than that, and it's coming more and more

plain to me with each passing day.

Peter still doesn't know, and doesn't suspect. That's

Peter's sweetness and also his weakness -- his cross to

bear. He trusts, but his trust has no heat, no passion. And

for me, it couldn't.

Once I was dead too, lost in that emotionless desert. I

really thought, as trite as it sounds, that passion and

love of the kind I feel for you was what writers made up so

we could somehow hope for more than our everyday lives.

Somehow, you've freed me.

My soul basks in your gaze, my spirit soars to your touch,

to the sound and smell and taste of you. Every word is new

life, every thought a precious treasure. Laughter and tears

with you are -- again, words fail me.

Take me. Make love to me. Use me. Let me use you. Feel it

as my tongue explores every inch of trembling flesh,

finding its way over nipples and belly and neck, ears,

thighs, and to your most treasured place... where all the

motion comes together in heat and lust and mixes with love

and takes us both to new vistas of pleasure and unity.

Can you feel as you read this how my heart pounds in

longing for you?

I want to feel your skin against mine in the heat of

unbridled passion, your screams piercing the night as mine

echo, building between as this love, unasked for, consumes

us and melds us together. I want you inside me, as I die

inside you and we are reborn.

God, I can taste you on my tongue, even now.

Martha, I know don't if this makes sense to you,

especially after I've avoided you ever since that first

night we shared. But I had to know. I had to know that I

was yours beyond a moment of impulsive curiosity.

All I can tell you is that I am. Yours. If you still want

me.

Love always,

Pam

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I hope you enjoyed this little flash... please feel free

to contact me at: sara_h2020@yahoo.com