Boudoir Glamour Inc. #41

The event happened just so very quickly, but my memory hardly fails me for each instant.

She approached slowly without sign of hesitation.

Slipped her hands under my t-shirt to have one on my back and one on my chest. Our eyes so close, she had composed expression. Like she was offering a sip of nice cool drink.

As she breathed out modestly, I matched it with a sigh. A weak sigh that was no match. Our sighs were imbalanced. Hers soft, but in power. Mine drawn without thinking. Sympathetic, matching hers in timing.

My chest stung. Seven concentric circles were being sewn in sharpest white stitching. Each circle completing at the same moment. All circles resonating in unison.. feeding to each other.

She smiled as my eyes became blinky for the nearly-teardrops: "There.. You will never be lost while you have our protection mark.

Here now. Do not tremble so.

Let me show you some nice sights and places."

What happened next was a blur.. hard to resolve. Yet, I knew I was no longer on planet Earth.