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eyes
for a brief moment. “Would you like to get into the shower with me, Brent?”
Brent smiled. “I would love to.”
    Anna
took Brent’s hand and led him into her bathroom. She looked at the counter,
spying some candles. With a quick motion she grabbed the box of matches from
the drawer and lit them, their eerie glow flickering across the walls of her
bathroom. “How about instead of a shower, we take a bath?” Brent raised one
eyebrow. “That sounds excellent. Here, let me get the water running.” Brent
leaned over, turned on the bathtub faucet, and ran his fingers under the water.
    As
Brent leaned over the tub, Anna walked up behind him and bent over, kissing his
sweaty back. She leaned her chin on his shoulder, and watched the tub fill up. 
Her arms were wrapped across his chest, and she pressed her breasts against his
back. She turned her head slightly and kissed Brent on the cheek. He smiled and
turned off the water. “Ladies first.” He motioned to the tub with one hand, and
Anna stepped into the warm water.
    The
candle light flickered around them as they sat opposite one another in the
large bathtub. They sat in comfortable silence, their legs wrapped around each
other. Anna opened one eye and stared at Brent’s now-soft cock. She admired it
for a moment – it was nicely shaped, long, and when hard, thick. Anna leaned
her head back and closed her eyes for another minute, thinking about the
amazing sex they had just had. She could get used to that.
    She
looked up at Brent and saw that his eyes were closed. “Hey, wake up soldier!”
Brent opened one eye at looked at her. “I wasn’t asleep. Although you did
really wear me out.” Anna laughed. “Then let’s go to bed.” Anna stood and
grabbed a towel of the rack, handing it to Brent. They stood in the warm water
for a few more moments, drying each other off, kissing each other lightly as
they stared into one another’s eyes.
    Anna
slipped into a night gown and Brent put back on his boxer shorts. Anna looked
down at Brent’s crotch. “I’ll miss you.” Brent looked at her inquisitively.
“I’m not going anywhere.” Anna laughed. “I wasn’t talking to you, I was talking
to your cock.” Brent smiled. “I’m sure you’ll see him again soon enough.” As
they laid their heads down on the pillows, Anna wrapped her arms around Brent.
She listened to his breathing calm as he went to sleep. Anna was not too far
behind.
    Screams.
Screams? Anna shot up in bed. Her mind still lost in the confusion of sleep,
she looked at Brent. He was screaming at the top of his lungs. She could see
the terror in his face. “Brent, Brent, wake up! Is everything alright?” She
shook him, trying to wake him from his nightmare. Brent shot straight up, and
Anna watched beads of sweat trail down his face. His eyes began to water, and
the next thing she knew, his tears mixed sweat.
    “What
happened, are you okay?” Brent stared forward at her wall, his eyes welling
with tears. “I need to go. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” Brent hopped out of bed
and grabbed his things. Anna didn’t even have a chance to say anything before
he bolted out the door of her bedroom. She sat in stunned silence as she heard
Brent’s tires screech on her driveway. As she laid her head down on her pillow,
she tried to figure out what had just happened. Her heart raced as she pulled
the covers over her. It would take a few hours before she fell asleep again.

Chapter 4
    A nna
slammed her palm into the buzzing alarm clock next to her head. As she looked
at the clock, the numbers began to set in. She was an hour late for work. In a
sudden burst of realization, she jumped out of bed and slipped on her work
clothes, quickly checking to make sure she had everything. Speeding out of her
driveway, sleep still in her eyes, she began to think about what had happened
the night before.
    As
Anna pulled up to the shop, she noticed someone standing outside the door,
checking their watch. Briskly