He loves it when I do that. I put on a pretty hot pink athletic bra, some dark blue dolphin running shorts and my socks and shoes. And no panties just in case! As I entered the room another song was blaring. Steve was lying on an exercise ball doing a set of crunches. Beads of perspiration were running down his forehead and his shirtless upper body was streaming with sweat. His face was grimacing from the pain. He looked hot, in every respect of the word. His eyes were closed and so, with the music playing and all, he didn’t even know I was there. “50,” he said as he lifted his eyes and caught a hold of mine. He nearly jumped, I had startled him. He’s kind of a high strung and jumpy guy anyway but, with our conversation of an hour or two ago, he was even more on edge than usual. He was trying to discern where we were at by checking out my body language. I stood there before him with the stories in my hand. He was wondering just how nasty I was going to get with him. I walked over. Oh he couldn’t fucking breathe or… The lady held his heart in his hands, unmoved that her hand was bloody. Fucking hell. How did she rip it out? His eyes widened at her hand caked and dripping in bloody His heart still pumped as if it didn’t know what happened but it slowly stopped pumping. Bahman was in sheer terror now and tears escaped his lids for the very first time. He shuddered and forgot about the noose. He didn’t realize that the lady took him somewhere else as he faded to blackness soaked with his bloody tears… Tears tasted too bittersweet – that was his last thought. —- Blackness dragged on and on like the endless abyss. He didn’t know how much time passed but to his shock he bolted awake and coughed up blood again but felt stranger, not dead but not alive? Numb he tried to sit up but a gentle slender hand patted his shoulder and spoke, ‘Shh…it’s alright, Bahman. You’re safe now and answers will come. But first do not panic.’ Bahman blinked trying to rid the blurred.
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