CHALLENGING THE TIME SEEMS TO BE NOT A GREAT IDEA BUT, COULD BE ANY OTHER WAY TO TRY TO SAVE FREDDIE'S LIFE WITHOUT EXPOSING YOUR OWN SKIN? DO YOU WANT TO FIND OUT HOW FAR OUR HEROINES ARE WILLING TO GO TO ACHIEVE THEIR HIGHEST GOAL?
I reached out to touch his moustache with my fingertips once more. If I didn't touch him, I would go on living in my own dream, thinking we hadn't shared all those things. That everything was product of my imagination.
His breathing was slow and serene, he slept face down with his head slightly tilted on one side. He was stark naked as usual and every inch of his beautiful skin was totally mine. Turn back the Time got me landing on his bed and I couldn't believe it yet. It's been the longest months of my whole life and it seemed like this devilish app really cared about recovering what was mine this time.
I stripped off my clothes trying not making any noise and very slowly I kneeled over bed. I crawled my naked body over the wrinkled and warm bedlinen. Like a thief about to entering and breaking.
I was shuddering. So thrilled and expectant that it was so hard to control myself. I crushed my lips over the soft hair in the back of his head as I rolled my nose along every corner, sniffing his delicious scent. I was wondering how I didn't suffer any of my usual side effects after the time travel. No tiredness or need to sleep, no hunger. Well, actually I was very hungry. I got an uncontrollable hunger for my husband. Because he was still my husband and would be as long as I got a breath of life.
It seemed all clear to me. I hadn't returned to let slip away what belonged to me. I didn't care who claimed to have right to possess his body, soul and mind. I was his and he was mine. Let everybody get used to that.
I straddled his hips and my eyes dragged over his "happy trail". I trailed that dark hairy line, the stairway to heaven as I used to call it, with my lips, peppering with kisses down to his sex. Suddenly some fingertips threaded into my locks and lifted up my head, smiling. He was already awake.
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All of a sudden, I sat there speechless. It was like all my positive energy had turned into a pressure that made me jump. I literally jumped out of bed. The man I was kissing was not Freddie. It was Jim Hutton.
I hadn't jumped out of bed, I was still lying. I snapped open my eyes and started to cough violently. As though someone had squeezed my neck trying to strangle me for such a long while. Which kind of sordid nightmare was that? All dreams got a meaning. What could that aberration mean?
I trudged out of bed wrapping into my robe and heading to the cot where my Persian princess was sleeping. Elideth Rose Mercury was already one month old and everything went on normally. My girl was taking antiretrovirals six hours after coming into this life. They were short cycles that barely got toxicity and the doctors had decided to stop the prophylaxis. Some experts said two weeks treatment was enough but we extended some weeks more to rest assured. She was submitted to a close supervision and she certainly got antibodies. When they talked to me about those antibodies into her tiny frame, my skin crawled. I thought I had never been so afraid. The doctors calmed me down. They were my own antibodies that would keep travelling along her blood till finally she would neutralize them quite naturally before 18 months. My little girl wouldn't carry our stigma if we could.
