"Maybe I never wanted to forget about you, how could I?" He whispered in her ear, as he caressed her face lovingly, she couldn't move, his close proximity held her back, she knew not to give in, she was acquainted of the consequences that would follow, but her body didn't care, it craved for his touch like a kid did their candy.

"Derek, please..." She begged, unsure of what she was begging for, he moved his soft lips to her neck, placing those familiar kisses on her nape, causing her squirm a little.

He pulled her closer to him and lifted her chin up, he loved how shy and submissive she had suddenly become, staring deeply into her eyes, he asked her of the one thing she knew would be impossible to deny.

"I want to be inside of you at any time and any place as long as it's convenient, no attachments, just sex, whenever we both want, what do you say?"

Crossing The Moon

“Bring them over” Cleontella ordered, and the battered humans were pushed towards her, as they winced in pain from how rough they had been handled. 


She proceeded to take the Sulphur in the twenty-liter jerrican and pour it inside the ‘tomb’ watching as bubbles popped continuously from it as its stench begun to flow in the room. 


“Your hand Malcom.” She ordered the man who now stood petrified behind her as he watched her actions. 


“Wh... what?” he stammered, the overconfident man from earlier now gone, “Your hand, I need to see just how effective this method of yours is.” 


He walked towards her with a false face of bravery and held his hand out for her to take and do as she pleased. 


LIVE! LIVE! WITH ME.