Part 6 'Back through the door'

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I laid on the chamise with the blanket over me watching as this... samuel man stood beyond the glass door talking with this old doctor he brought out from the local town, no one seemed to understand what I was walking about, samuel was convinced he knew me and that we were married. But I was so confused by all of this, and the more I looked at him the more I realized the small differences, in his clothes, his hair, his personality, it became more and more clear that this man was not the man I loved even if he looked like him. The fact I had changed location, I had changed time, all just by going through a single door. I waited a moment thinking of what I was to do, I needed to leave and return to my own home. He opened the door and came over kneeling beside me taking my hand, 

"Hey, how are you feeling my flower?"

"Confused, and strange."

"I imagine you are. I don't know what's happened to your memory but I'll be here for every moment until it returns,"

"And if it doesn't?"

"Then I'll still be here." he smiled, 

"Would you tell me, what I don't remember?"

"Of course," He smiled squeezing my hand, "we both grew up in Hampstead but didn't meet till we were teenagers, 1818 at the spring festival by the river, you were sitting in the little daisy field wearing your adorable little sage green dress, making flower crowns. I went over using my little sister as a ploy. I told you she didn't know how to make flower crows could you teach her, all just an excuse to sit with you and talk, I thought you looked so beautiful. We talked for hours and we had a few little dates, finally managed to get some confidence to kiss you that Christmas under the mistletoe." he smiled, "I rode my bike every day just to come see you. When I got my job with the orchestra I had to travel but I wrote to you every time I could, telling you how I missed you, how I love you so endlessly my little flower. When I got home I knew I didn't want to be parted from you without you being my sweet wife. So I proposed and we were married, and bought this little house. Our sweet home." 

"That's very sweet, you must love her very much."

"I love, you." He said stroking my cheek, "beyond measure my flower." He cooed, 

"That is so sweet samuel,"

"Perhaps I need to remind you of how much I love you," He smirked moving to kneel on the sofa with me,

"Ohh I uhhh-"

"shh it's okay, the doctor is gone now. we're alone." He smirked, leaning down to kiss my neck softly 

"ohh uhh samuel I uhh-"

"It's alright my little flower, I'm sure it'll remind you of our sweet love, of our passionate time together." he cooed leaving a trail of sweet soft kisses down my neck as his hands slipped up my thighs, I blushed hard but he smirked and leant down kissing my lips softly and sweetly, I smiled and kissed back running my hands across his chest, he felt like Jack but thinner with not as rough fingers, and stronger arms, his hands pulled up my dress all the way up to my waist, "You are so beautiful," he cooed between kisses as he pulled his hands back unbuttoning his trousers and tugging them down and pulling out his shaft giving it a firm stroke, "that dress does look amazing on you, I kinda want you in that dress every night." He smirked, as he kissed me deeply and passionately as he held my thighs and gently guided himself inside me, I gasped which he took as a chance to intensify our kisses as he held my thighs apart as he moved his hips back and forth with gentle but smooth thrusts,

"Ohh Samuel..." I blushed hard and giggled, 

"Umm I've missed you my little flower," He smirked kissing me more intensely "Been so long since were passionate and spontaneous, I like it." He growled kissing my lips with intense passion and I happily kissed him back, this continued for what felt like hours his slow gentle but passionate work which let the pleasure build slowly like a winding spring getting tighter and tighter until I reached my high which made him bite my neck and keep going letting me ride out every moment of pleasure until he suddenly pulled out and sent his seed across my thighs "You are so perfect, thank you very much my little flower."

"You're welcome Samuel," I giggled,

He smiled and cleaned up my thighs and kissed my stomach, "You rest I'll make you some tea," He said kissing my head before he headed out of the room.

I suddenly felt terrible that I could have been taking the place of a woman whom samuel loved so much, I forced my blanket off and got to my feet I tried to leave trying to get back to the bedroom I arrived into but the door was locked this keyhole not like the door I entered though. 

Then I perked up, I pulled the wand from my pocket and pointed it to the door and watched the glittering dust move around the door until the door lock changed to be the lock from the door I came through, I rushed over and pulled open the door stepping though to the small room I entered in. 

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