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- Title: Her Catalyst: Part 03 of 25
- Author : Geoff Schultz
- Release Date : January 24, 2020
- Genre: Sci-Fi & Fantasy,Books,Romance,Paranormal,
- Pages : * pages
- Size : 280 KB
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In Part 03, Sharlene spends a week at his house and greatly enjoys her ongoing journey of touching. Yet the intensity of her interest in wanting him to touch her seems to overwhelm and shock him and makes her wonder why her interest is so strong. On their way back to the city, they stop at a small restaurant where a young man expresses an interest in her and becomes violent when she says, âNo.â
A peek inside:
âYou look like Sharlene. You sound like Sharlene. I thought I was waking up. Maybe I just dreamed I was waking up. Thatâs it, Iâm still dreaming.â He reaches out his left hand and begins to caress her face as he says, âOh, how lovely you are this morning, my love. I really donât want to wake up and leave you.â
âGeorge, you did wake up. You didnât leave me. You woke up to be with me.â
âI canât be awake. The only way someone as beautiful as you could want to be with a boring old man like me is in my dreams. You are here, so therefore, I must be dreaming.â
âOh, George.â She slides her right hand up his left arm, holds his caressing hand still, starts to kiss his palm, then slowly kisses out towards his fingertips. She gently pushes his thumb into her mouth, turns her head a little, and, when the tip of his thumb is between her molars, she bites down, hard.
âOww!!â He yanks his hand out of her mouth, sits up away from her, and almost yells, âYou bit me! What the hell did you do that for!?!â
âGeorge, is the pain real?â
âDamn right, itâs real!â
âThen Iâm real.â
âWhat!?!â
âIf youâre experiencing real pain, then I, who caused the pain, am also real.â
He stares at her with wide eyes for quite awhile before he can get out a single word, âReal?â
âYes, George, real. Iâm not a figment of your imagination nor am I only in your dreams. Iâm real and Iâm really here. . . .â
. . . what she thinks might provide at least a partial answer to his dilemma of trying to understand why she wants him, Sharlene explains, âI donât know why or how, but I donât understand our cultureâs emphasis on external appearances. When I look at a person, I see their appearance. I may recognize their body shape as tall or short, fat or skinny, smooth or wrinkly, but the words like âbeautifulâ or âuglyâ in regards to a personâs external appearance donât mean anything to me.
âOver the years, Iâve learned some of the standards which society applies to those words and have learned to mimic their use, but I personally feel nothing when those words are used. You have a body. I have a body. Thatâs it. Neither of our bodies is attractive. Neither of our bodies is unattractive. They just are. heyâre the vessels we happen to carry ourselves around in. Iâve slowly come to realize that my external appearance contains many of those elements which our society considers beautiful. I understand that you enjoy looking at me because of those elements. I know it sounds contradictory when I say that I donât consider my own body as beautiful, yet I feel thrilled when you tell me that I am beautiful. I really donât understand myself. I also know that according to society standards, your body is considered unattractive. But to me, your body is neither attractive nor unattractive by itself.
âI like your body because itâs a part of you, the kind, generous, giving, and comfortable man who I desire to be with more closely every day. I want to touch your body because I want to touch you and because I know the physical sensation of being touched pleases you. The more youâve touched me, the more my body enjoys you touching me. I want to share those joyous sensations with you. I know Iâm not being very clear, but the bottom line is, I want you, George, for the person you are and that includes your body, regardless of its shape or age. I, as a person, want to touch you, as a person, and the only way I know how to do that, is for my body to touch your body.â
âThe shape of my body doesnât matter to you?â
Sharlene shakes her head as she assures him, âNo, it doesnât.â