Forget the Past

Forget the Past Part 7

Old Memories Emerge

Erich awoke. To a darkened room. Not his room.

The realization brought a smile. He had visited her room last night...late.

What time was it? Where was the woman?

He glanced to the unmade section of the bed, running his hand over the spot.

Still warm. The little coward refused to face him this day, hum.

He smiled.

Well, after last night, she should have misgivings, true enough.

He felt a tinge of guilt for he had not arisen this day as was his usual routine.

He lay, warm, comfortable...too content to disturb the moment just yet.

He stretched luxuriously, sighing.

She was one responsive little bitch. Thank the Lord.

His cock twitched to life. He gave it a disdainful glare. "Do not even think about it. I have not done that since I was a raw lad. Not doing it now."

He should arise.

Yah, a nice hot bath...a leisurely breakfast.

He felt quite the lay-about. He had not missed a day of work in...hell, he could not recall.

He didn't feel like going to work this day, it was that simple.

After his bath and breakfast, perhaps he would search out the woman. Take her on an outing.

Where the fuck did one go on 'outing's these days.

He realized, he did not know her interests. Well, he knew one. She liked her clit licked just so.

His smile returned. Erich put his hands beneath his head, his thoughts wandering.

He knew nothing of the woman.

He should remedy the situation were he interested in having her remain with him for any amount of time.

She must have frequented the area where he had first discovered her, surely.

She could be from a surrounding village.

How and why...she had fallen from a cliff? He had no idea. Did she fall? Was it an accident?

He would have a 'Runner' look into the situation.

She could have been pushed, after all. It was not out of the realm of possibility. It had amused him when she accused him of the deed. He tried not to show it, of course.

But the reality of it was, she could be in some sort of danger and not even be aware of the fact.

Erich fleetingly wondered on her true name. He refused to call her 'Tessa'. She was no 'Tessa.'

He was an idiot to have lied about the nature of their relationship.

He was at something of a loss now, to extract himself from the lie.

If he told the truth, she would be beyond pissed and exit his life immediately, he sensed as much.

He was not ready for that eventuality as yet.

He was determined to take this opportunity for a respite.

The man felt wonderful today. He was looking forward to it. For the first time in forever, it seemed.

He would enjoy what time was allotted.

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The girl stepped into the room, her face guarded, her brow furrowed darkly.