Hauntingly Beautiful Girls

"Unexpected Information"

He drags me into the portico and has me sit.

When he sits, I see his eyes have that color glaze.

Suddenly, I am standing in the middle of the floor. Except, I can see through my hands and arms to see the floor. I look back and see myself seated on the floor.

Suddenly, the there are globes all round me. Somehow driving me with the sense of being touched.

"Stop!.. Don't.. Never.."

The sensation stops. It was just crazy.

"Don't.. not so many.. not so fast.. ever.. uhm. An obligation. For today only. OK? Right.."

I am glad it stopped. There are eleven globes that showed, in motion, various forms/positions of marital intimacy.

With time to reflect and remember by looking at each globe, I see a pattern. All eleven shows a woman leading or controlling the events. The woman is in complete control.

I could actually feel the arm and leg touches. He must create this kind of thing by mental power. Simple touches are lifelike. Maybe he has no background, no experience for other types of touches.

Somehow, I feel a little more familiar with the mother-in-law. "Show me the grandchildren!" It is almost funny.

I ask him to stop those globes and make a version of himself.

A transparent version appears standing before me. I slip my hands up under his shirt and draw him close. It is nice and interactive. When I rub my face against his, he actually purrs deep in his chest a brief second.

I tell him I have had a very crazy couple of days. Would it be an offense to simply sleep for the night?

The projections disappear.

We stand and meet in the middle of the floor.

"Is there something in your obligation list that might make you happy for us to do?"

He tells me about a common practice. On the first days of marriage, the head of household lays her head on the man's lap to sleep. It lets the man regard his wife without her showing the stressed expression of household management.

He sits, and I lay back on his lap to sleep.