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Invisible I watched, unseen, from the doorway as she writhed sensuously upon the bed. My eyes told me she was alone but my instincts told me otherwise. With her arms stretched out above her head and her knees raised and parted, I could easily picture an imaginary lover climbing over her, preparing to... Suddenly the bed creaked and rocked by means I did not understand. Her body stiffened, her back arched up from the bed and a shrill cry split the silence. Harsh, ragged breaths followed, feeding my growing alarm. Another large movement shook her body and this time she moaned; a low, trembling sound that made me hard. It was a sound I knew very well. In that instant I knew what was happening but my mind refused to accept it. It made no sense at all. The steady rhythmic movements that followed, the soft sounds she made, and the way that she breathed - it all spoke of one possibility. One incredible possibility. Something was making love to her. My eyes were not deceiving me. There was nothing there to be seen but the signs were unmistakable. I felt the skin on my neck prickle at the thought of what it might be. Had some creature of the nether world come to ravish her? Was this a punishment? A curse? Or was she a willing partner in this strange, unnatural coupling? I had no answers. Nothing made sense. Paralysed with indecision, unable to turn away or interfere, I could only stare in mute shock as her breathless cries filled my head. Copyright © 2000 Julian Renard.
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