It Starts Anew

For years now I've been haunted by something that continues to trouble Me still. Though the face is never the same the eyes...no the aura...always is. She, that being the only thing I'm fairly certain of, delights in tomenting and tempting Me. The entire night when I would close My eyes and try to fall asleep within moments I could feel Leena's touches, sometimes warm and others so hot it nearly burned. Leena...temptress...a fitting name for whatever it is.

Down My back, tracing the curve of My spine with fingertips then scraping nails....then lips and tongue. The last is always the worst and always forces Me awake where I shift and roll over. If its on My back I can feel warmth pressing close to Me, hear thoughts not wholly Myown, until I cannot take another and roll to My side or back again and the cycle starts anew.

She is one of the main reasons I no longer dream, its not a torment I want to endure. Unfortunately last night was mild compared to what normal visits comprise of, so worse is still to come I fear.

A Debut

This is a construct to vent the aspects of My life I don't openly share with those around Me. That said, this will not be for the faint of heart...with topics ranging from death and violence to sex and even family. If you're still reading than welcome.