The one.

Touch.

Skin on Skin.

Heat.
Caresses overcome with emotion.

A flit of the heart and a rush of sensation.

What is this? 

Love or Lust?

Sweat.

A gasp as bodies touch.

Hearts race and breath catches as one pulse.

A nip.

heat and steal,

a thrust.

no return from the innocence lost. 

Dance of passion,

done in the secret of night.

Stolen time and hidden pasts.

sweat drips

moans slip. 

clothes drop.

where are we? 

how did we end up tangled in each other?

a wild game.

daring the odds of pleasure and passion.

Senses betrayed.

back arches.

hips drive. 

release.

lip and breathless.

beautiful and calm.

gathered up in loves embrace.

home

Dark...

Dark...I couldn't tell you where I was. All I know is I saw dark and smelled damp, must as I sat in the silence of where I was. Distant drips falling from above me just out of reach. I wanted to explore, but whatever was seemed elusive. Cloth tied over my eyes, something bound my wrists, tying them behind me. I was stuck, no way out. No way to see how to escape. 

Underneath me, the ground felt cold, a little sodden. I could feel things skittering across the floor near me. The noise of small nails over a chalkboard it seemed. It was deafening in my individual silence. I wish I knew where I was. I wish I hadn't done what I did to end up here. All I know is it got me here in the dark and I hate the dark. I hate wet. No one told me that this is how bad it was. No one told me that the poster wasn't a joke. We had all laughed about it, so taking a chance seemed worth it. 

I'm not sure how much time has past or how long I've sat here in the dark of this place, but it definitely wasn't worth it all. There's no sunlight... no warmth on my face in this place.  Sometimes I think I hear screams through the walls. Maybe they are tortured souls or maybe I am simply going insane. They say that the dark can drive people mad, right? So mad they eat themselves alive or rip their eyes out. Maybe that's what will happen to me. Maybe I will go so mad I forget where I am and will start to enjoy the solitude of this darkness. 

Close by I heard the echos of a cascade of water. I feel slimy wetness reach my hand and slowly slither over my fingers and under my legs as I sit. The water is colder now with this new sensation weaving into this already freezing place. It causes me to shiver and I can't keep myself still as my body tries to warm itself to a manageable temperature to keep me alive. I wish I could see it. I wish I could reach, get up, and see exactly where that wet is coming from, where the screams are coming from. The feeling building in my chest. I almost can't take it anymore. Will insanity take over me? Will it catch me this early? 

The water kept on rising, I was waist-deep now. Still no way to visualize the nightmare I was now living. Was I going to die here? I hadn't even lived 19 years yet and this was how my life was going to end, how I was going to be taken out. Taken by rising water as I suffocated and never breathing again. Grasping for life as it slips from my very being. My heart began to race, running faster then my mind could fathom, panic rushed me and took over me. I began to wonder how I could escape, my flight instinct kicking in and plotting how to untie my bindings, then how to escape this death chamber surrounding me and eliminated these very thoughts. Try to find a way to freedom was the idea of the panic, get out, and get into the light so that I may live and be free. 

The water halted in its flow into the chamber, it stopped climbing up and around my body. My heart slowed hoping this was where it ended, where I might be able to calm down and realize this wasn't going to be my watery grave. It wasn't going to be the very place I died and they were going to let my body fester in this place. 

I soon had the towel removed from the tired eyes to see the light of the bathroom shining bright. The water in the bathtub was running and I pulled my hands from behind my back. A solid reminder to never fall asleep in the bathtub after lying to your mother about putting the dishes away. Those lavender bath bombs do some crazy things your brain as you lay there. My sisters prized one direction poster was not other than the pain that dream brought upon me as I laid here trying to relax after a long day of school. Not to mention reading Edgar Allen Poe in English class did not help much either. 

Space Audio or Bust

It was only a matter of time before Jamik landed that job he had been wanting aboard the dreadnought Maverick. Jamik had been trying for the last 2 years since he graduated from one of the top schools on planet Arcania to be one of the leading audio engineers in the tech development center of the military and he finally got the interview.  

Jamik waiting 3 long months for this interview. They wanted an in-person interview so they could test his skills in person and truly evaluate his true skill under pressure. This was testing him mentally already. He sat at home, hoping this would go well. Wondering what drills they may put him through. Jamik was confident in his skills, but he wasn't expecting to be put to the test before he even got the job. The Maverick was high tech, well-maintained Vessel, able to travel through space at a speed of 5 Quintilian meters per hour (that is a little over half a light-year). For a large war vessel, this was fast. But for it to be as fast and stealthy as the Molglaire's wanted it to be it had to have the crew it did. 

With all this pressure building up against him he decided to head to his favorite place, one where he could get lost in a drink and listen to the music blare from the audio system he rigged up for a good friend of his. Grabbing his card and holstering his firearm, he set out toward Aurora Starlight. Aurora Starlight wasn't just a bar for music and drinks, but a place for people to interact and lose themselves in sinful ways without law enforcement knocking on their door. This was the only place someone could trade drugs, solicit themselves, and betray their own. Why you may ask? Well, only a very select handful of people knew how to get to this place. Aurora Starlight sounded like a hip place for the youngest of legal aged adults to come and spend their money on cheap beer and women to pass their time. This was a dank dirt hole that only the skeeziest of low lives would invest in. 

Jamik entered the Aurora and walked up to the bar to find Alec pouring drinks as he watched someone trade MARS for a bag of cash. 

"What will it be Jamik?" asked Alec asked inquisitively. 

"Well Alec, I have the interview in the morning, but I need to shake these nerves," Jamik responded and a blue-skinned female came up to him and laid a hand softly on his broad shoulder. 

 "I think I can help with that." the female retorted with a soft smirk and a lick of her lips.

Jamik glanced up at the female, his eyes roving over her body. Imagining what he would do if that was the high he was after. After all, he had a lady at home and that wouldn't be fair to her. "How do you take it?" she winked, looking him up and down again. 

She stood behind him now, two hands on his shoulders. Jamik's mind was lost in thought at the fantasy that could unfold before him if he were to just say yes, give her a simple nod and tell her to have his way with him. It would definitely be one way to take his mind off things. The excitement of his honest and good relationship wasn't what it use to be and he could use a good shake-up. 

Jamik was not an ugly man by any definition of the word. In fact, he was a pretty good looking man. Clean, well-cut hair, athletic build for a computer audio nerd. His square CapTec glasses were the only hint that he might be computer smart for that matter. Black frames surrounded his ice-blue eyes, as he continued to ponder the offer, but raised his hand. Pushing the unfaithful thoughts from his mind and shook his head.  J

"I really just want a strong drink," he finally responded. The female frowned her hopes of getting lucky with someone of his appearance shattered. She sighed and sauntered off to find another willing customer to make her night a little more interesting, disappointed that she was shut down so quickly.

"Your usual?" Alec questioned and he goes to grab a short class from the sterilizer.

"Make it a double," Jamik grumbled as he buried his head in his arms, now a little ashamed of the thoughts that had crossed his mind not just one minute ago.  Alec had the drink mixed up in a matter of seconds, set it before Jamik. 

"Starting a tap?" he asked wondering how his regular would pay this time.

"Yeah start me one, I'll probably have a couple more of these. " He said as he lifted his head and then the electric violet drink to his lips and down it and drowned his nervousness in his newfound drunken stupor.

At first, we thought...

 At first, we thought the black liquid was oil, that we'd struck it ruch and that we'd be able to retire and live in leisure. We actually started writing down all the ways we'd spend the money. Our first choice was to start with new cars. A simple exspense, but one that was needed to get from place to place. This could potentially cover a brand new car and the insurance that was needed to get it on the road. No more broken run down one, no worrying about horrible gas milage. We could finally travel the open road. 

The second was to buy a new house for ma. She's been living in that same old modular house since before we were born. Something nice, not to to big, but also enough room for when we wanted to visit on the weekends with the kids. Maybe three bedrooms with a pool in the back. Make sure we pay all the taxes on it and make sure we pay ahead for some one to come take care of the place for her, so she doesnt have to work to hard. 

After sometimes we were looking at our priorities and realized we weren't even sure that it was oil to begin with. It looked like oil, thats for sure, but we hadn't even called anyone to come and inspect our discovery. We may have found some polluted water hole. We called who we needed to and they came out to inspect our find. He looked over the spot and took a sample. As he performed some test, he frowned. 

"Ma'am?" he whispered.

"Yes?" I responded calmly and walked over to him.

"This isn't oil... Though i'm not sure exactly what it is..." he said as he looked over a the substance again.

"Really?" I questioned. 

"Really...I'm have to take it to the label to really figure out what it is." he stated as he wrote down some notes. "I'm sorry to tarinish your dreams of riches."

"Its not like your taking away a million dollars or nothing. We are fine." I smiled in response. 

"Well, I'm going to pack up and you will hear from me in a couple days to hear what i found out." he said as he started to load up his work.