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Everybody was already there, talking about the old days and boasting how well they did. A soft touch, your hand on my shoulder. “Eve, would you care to dance with me?”“Rudolf? What are you doing here? Surely you didn’t attend the ‘Seesight’?”“As a matter of fact I did, I had classes in the old building while you…” Unbelievable, you looked the same! More masculine, intense, but as youthful and sparkling as twenty-five years ago. The love of my youth, my ballroom dancing partner. I blushed spontaneously. So often I abused the electric toothbrush with you in mind! You asked what I wanted to drink and in a few moments we leaned on a table and talked about our work (you are a music director), our marriage (both in a rippling wedlock), well, just about everything. I felt the warmth of your presence, your attention invading my body. Delightful. And then you said, “To be honest Eve, the reason why I came was my silent wish to see you. As a boy I was too shy to tell, but, I was deeply in love. Beep ... hiss...I gradually came to my senses. When I opened my eyes it was dark and I could barely see. I knew I wasn't in my own room and realized I must be in the hospital. From the sounds of it I was on some sort of life support. I was worried for a few seconds until I noticed the noise that woke me up was from the other bed in the room. As far as I could tell the only thing connected to me was a saline bag hanging next to the head of my bed.I had no idea how long I had been here. I saw the nurse call button and figured that they would probably want to know that I was awake. I reached for the button but then hesitated as I suddenly remembered what had happened right before I passed out. It took me a few moments to sort things through and realize that Samantha and I hadn't made love. It had merely been some sort of hallucination. But there was no denying that I had very obviously ejaculated while in Samantha's embrace. There was no way she could have missed my release or, for that.
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She worshipped the very ground I trod on. She found out what I liked to eat, and she cooked it, but in such subtly different ways. I never found out what some of the things were she used in her cooking. Herbs and stuff like that; she must have found them on the seashore. Then after dinner, she would come and curl up at my feet like a dog, and stay there until bedtime."Well, I suppose it was just a matter of time. One evening - it was winter, and bloody cold. Wet snow sweeping in across the estuary. Oh, it wouldn't stay long once it fell - not that far South, and with the sea so close and everything - but it could be dashed unpleasant while it lasted. And of course, Daisy had never seen the like of it. She went outside to collect some of her herbs or what-not, and she was a long time coming back. It was getting dark when I went out to look for her, and she'd fallen on a slippery patch and turned her ankle over."Carried her back to the cottage, laid her down on her bed, and the tears.

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