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    Inebriated – (Chapter: Twelve: Lost Angel)

     

    “Do you think a warm bath with sooth you?” She asked. Her hand came up and pulled my hair away from my neck.

     

    I look back at her, both terrified of my past and content in her arms. My eyes met her’s, “Will you take one with me…I don’t want to let go.” 

     

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    I have never touched a naked body and her’s was beyond perfect. I felt entirely safe in her arms, when I laid back against her I felt content. I don’t know if it was the steaming hot water or her body pressed against mine that calmed me down, but it worked.

     

    She was rubbing my arms soothingly and I lay back against her, my head resting on her shoulder. Her face was along side mine, I felt her warm breath on my cheek.

     

    “Spencer?” Her voice was a little under a whisper, she was dealing with me like a frightened child.

     

    In some ways I was a frightened child.

     

    “Mmm?” I answered, sliding deeper into the water feeling Ashley take a deep breath as my back slide across her clit.  I didn’t mean it to be anything sexual. In all honesty I can’t handle anything sexual at this moment. Sex, making love, fucking, all are huge steps to take and I am not even close to ready right now. Even if I have a famous, sexy rock star naked behind me.

     

    “What happened…” She took a breath. “I don’t want you to force you to tell me or anything, but please know that you can. I am here, Spence, I promise that I will always be here.”

     

    She takes a pause. I guess to let that soak in before going on.

     

    “Spencer, please trust me.” The sound was almost begging. “Whatever you say will not change how much I…how I feel about you. Please, just trust me and let it all out.”

     

    I picked up her hand that was resting on my arm. I began to play with her soft, little hands. Her perfectly manicured nails, her long slender fingers, they where perfect hands. The hard calluses even felt smooth and silky. I wonder how she gets them. I saw her helping the roadies out earlier. Maybe she is one of those nice rock stars.

    Comments

    1. glad you updated this is one of my fav stories right now, loved the myspace comments at photobucket, how did you do it cuz i’ve always wanted to create stuff like that and i always mess up….pms

    2. You have written a beautifully poignant chapter where hope and love survives the most tragic of circumstances. And hope and love is exactly what Spencer finds in the protective arms of Ashley Davies. PMS

    3. glad you updated this is one of my fav stories right now, loved the myspace comments at photobucket, how did you do it cuz i’ve always wanted to create stuff like that and i always mess up….pms

    4. You have written a beautifully poignant chapter where hope and love survives the most tragic of circumstances. And hope and love is exactly what Spencer finds in the protective arms of Ashley Davies. PMS

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