Peter stood in the open door looking at the rumpled bed. He just can’t get use to how quick his wife could move about. Without being told he knew where he would find her. She just can’t seem to stay away from that house.“I know who killed my parents. They are haunting me, making me a liar.”He stood there within the door while the words were whirling around in his mind. He was startled out of his reverie when a hand touched his arm firmly.“It’s time that we talk, brother in law.”Peter looked into the very serious face of Charlie Hoffman. When she turned he followed her. In the living room he noticed all the drawing was against the wall.“You question me and I’ll answer.”“I want Sammy here. Could you arrange this?”“Most things are possible with me. However you know there are too many players in this lover’s tale. You must learn the truth about each

Sammy opened her eyes. For the longest time she just looked. The sun was setting behind the family tableau. The man was tall with an easy going smile directed at the beautiful woman who held the hand of the little boy who was trying his best to walk. The boy was all giggles.“I can see a family. They are happy.”“Where do you find yourself in the picture?”Sammy looked around before growing restless. She felt the caressing hand on her back. This gesture calmed her taking away the fear. She blinked.“I am back at the crossroad. The family is gone.”“Don’t worry. Take another walk. Learn what’s in your mind.”“I am afraid.”“Don’t be. Remember within your dream my arms are safely around you. No one will pass the circle of safety.”“Hold me tight.”“Never fear.”Peter settled her more securely beside him.

Sammy found her falling down into a deep black abyss. Her hands were held out in appeal to be set free. All she heard around her was her own screams and that crazy laughter. She was falling and it felt like it was never ending.“Wake up, love.”Peter shook her firm but with definite intensity. Her eyes flew opened up she don’t seemed awake really. She was more in a trance.Sammy climbed from the bed. Like it was the most normal thing in the world especially that time of night she reached for that rucksack.“What are you doing?”Peter had switched on the light.“I should get dressed.”“Where do you want to go this time of the night?”“I must search for the answer.”“Do you know what the question is, love?’“No. The quest is on. I must not fail.”“Who am I on this quest, love?”Peter watched her wonder

Desire continuously sparkled with a growing intensity that covers leaps and bounds of strength. Their joined heat was heightening also the pleasurable enjoyment completely obvious between them. Tears revealed the intensity of what she was feeling. Peter softly kissed the warm salty drops away before setting about loving the woman who filled him completely. There was no fancy tricks just simple desirous lovemaking. Sammy gasp as Peter leaned forward and kissed her deeply arousing her to heights of extreme sensitivity. He was awakening her now his mouth slip from hers traveling across her exposed throat teasing the beating pulse that throbbed so crazily. She gasps anew when his burning lips closed over one nipple, kissing, teasing clearly enjoying her. The nipple was erect standing proudly closed to his mouth that played over it again before the other nipple received the same pleasurable treatment. A breathless shocked moan escaped over her lips but he