That tender touch continues to stroke her shoulder and neck up and down, side to side, up and down with the backside and palm in alternating patterns. Each of these mirrors allows the dreams to be lived again in infinity of details and projections, one back unto another into the limitless depths of the subliminal mind. XXX Only a near silent giggle of affection from both came forth. For how can one stop a being who takes that most precious of treasures; the very memories which define who we are, and what made us thus. The minds are his preparation tables; the chaos resulting his signature, and each gem of a memory he keeps, preparation unto the day he will have enough to transcend, to become more than he is now,




















