Epilogue
23 Jun 2016Howard, o Pato
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4625 kHzI closed my eyes to feed me the comfortable energy of the morning sun, sitting in that chair, I had no more worries. Eyes closed my other senses sharpened providing a unique experience. I could hear the sound of birds and oak branches shaking, but could not distract me from the sound that most attracted me. light and graceful steps, barefoot, chewing grass with her fingers, the sound of crumpling the fabric skirt between her thighs. She walked from one side to the other, feeding the birds. It smelled was freshly showered, that unique fragrance that was only her skin, dancing in the gentle breeze, the familiar smell spreading through the air, drowning my lungs, drunk. Getting closer and closer . All my skin prickled, the muscles tensed when she ran my arm with her nails. The woman's touch sent heat waves throughout my solid skin. She went next to the chair. When the fingers reached the shoulder, I leaned backward turning his face up. Opening his eyes, I saw the Nyx's face just above my.
I gasped, catching her breath. The chest a few inches from me. The lacy blouse stuck to the body. I left behind all rational thoughts for concentrating on what I saw. Weak rays of light passed through the lightweight fabric that covering her 6ɹ&@$7$. No bra. Only her woman's body. female firm muscles. Nyx pushed the bust more forward, In my direction, I could feel the static electricity go through the hard muscles of my back. Feeling of almost touch. She ran her lips so close to my neck that my whole body stiffened, felt her breath in the ear, his mouth just behind my ear, leaving me breathless or thoughts. Then she whispered:
"The time went so fast." If she imagine the power you have over me she would never do such a thing. Maybe she knows. I knew it was time to go. But I was in no hurry.
It did not help me with the wheelchair because she knew me and knew I should be independent. And push me demonstrate inferiority in my inability to walk. Instead she went out to lead the way bouncing and whirling like a girl. A pink dress and braid hair in the wind. I rolled the chair, encouraged to learn that she would always be on my side.
Tied to this chair, unable to walk, who has always been used to running, is torture. It's been ten days since I woke up from a coma, there was a C-spine fracture, my legs ignore all implants. My left arm still need some physical therapy because trembles enough. There is still much ahead and the truth is out there. The canopy I can see the infinite immensity waiting for me to be among the stars. Maybe this is the best time to learn to fly ...
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