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Presents
Dark Eden Copyright 2005 by Rene.
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ADAM
The rest of the week passed in a flash of pleasurable lassitude. She was left at home to wait for our return. Allowed to do anything but swim. I didn't want her to drown while we were away. She had dinner waiting for us when we got home. Salads and wine opened, breathing on the counter. She never drank any of it before hand. She knelt quietly by my feet, or Jay's feet. Letting us feed her. Touch her, place the food on her tongue. Give her sips of wine or water. She seemed happy. Me and Jay passing her back and forth for the night. She lay exhausted on her pallet at the foot of the bed, when we finally stopped. That had been Jay's idea. He had read it somewhere, and had always wanted to do it for a slave, if he got one. Anne never protested it.
The week ended too fast, and Jay and I promised to discuss asking her to move in with us. She would be a perfect addition to our household if she could be persuaded to join us.
RETURN TO JON AND TRACI
It was at the crystalline moment when I walked back up to Jon and Traci's door that I realized the most perfect peace that I had ever known. Contented and serene. I knew that I was filling a place in the world that only I could fill. I was intoxicated by the way my life was being lived. Lucky to not have to hide myself all the time. Feeling safe and loved and, God help me, appropriate here. I turned my head to watch Adam next to me, and felt devotion for him. Something that I had never known before. Simple human feelings, born of pain, and filled with hope.
I had screwed up my courage and dialed a phone, and found joy. I might not have it forever, but I had it now.
Now, was all that mattered. I reached out for Adam's hand, letting his fingers capture my soul. I knew that I had come home.
I had finally realized one thing more. I was different, not deviant. I was more normal than most of the people around me, and I was lucky. Lucky to find a safe haven for my desires. I couldn't go home again, or backwards, but in the whispered fantasies, and dark corners of my imagination. A little bit of light had started to shine.
One day I would totally accept my own sexuality, until then I would enjoy myself and this life as best I could. Using my limitations as boundaries that I had to fight against. I had found the humanity within myself, and could project it unto others. I saw everyone as equal.
I smiled at Adam, slowly. For if one lost dreamer can learn to love him or herself, without condition or judgment. What more are we capable of? What more can we dream? What can we accomplish?
We may never know.