Sometimes I’m lost, driving aimlessly along a dark road under a dark sky, conscious that something is behind me and gaining on me, but I can’t see what it is. “She said you took great care of her,” Mila said, completely untruthfully. Taking my nipples in her fingers, she gently twisted them, making me gasp. It was rather dark, the decor was dull red lighting and walls that were made to look like the inside of a cave, and there were artificial flames flickering in niches. “What happened?”
“Bad day at work,” I muttered. Mila was naked. Other times I’m driving down a nearly vertical slope, wrestling the steering wheel, knowing that whatever I do I can’t turn aside from whatever awaits me at the bottom. “Juliana, you’re a lot more important than you think. “Feeling better now?”
“What is this? You need a massage.”
“Yeah? “Hey!”
“And I’ll bet if you take off those shorts, you’ll find things are a bit changed there as well.” Mila took her finger out of her vagina and slowly, sensuously, licked it.
