“You should come, it’ll be fun,” she said.Despite cringing at the situation, I looked at my old friend and decided that one visit with my new ne...ighbors couldn’t hurt. So I agreed and we went our separate ways, Lily and I exchanging secret glances as we left. I had seen it before, a guy and a girl who had fucked a lot but now were only staying together because their sex adventures had produced children, the spark long gone from their relationship. I was not looking to get involved in this drama,. ....of shadows moving across my body as the moonlight shines down upon me. For many moments I will lie upon my bed... in my mind’s eye images wildly dance a rhythmic sexual ritual. I see a woman moving sensuously.... her body perhaps swaying and gyrating to a slow music..... the movements of her hips and breasts becoming one with my low pulsating beat.... her long hair flowing over her shoulders or cascading down the delicious brownness of her back as her head tilts back with eyes closed and. We had opened a bottle of wine and both women had their share and Katrina seemed to have been feeling the effects wine more than Beth and I felt her foot reach my knee under the table and then it slid between my legs but luckily she was out of reach of my cock.Following dinner we went to the family room to watch a little TV. Beth and I sat on opposite ends of the couch to make sure there was no indication of our familiarity. This left two other chairs open for Katrina who had stopped by her. “Keep alive” she said, “just keep alive,” her voice resonated in the air before fading into nothing, leaving me alone once again. Pushing such thoughts from my mind, suppressing the crippling dread of what lay in wait out there in the darkness. I rolled silently onto my feet and continued what I hoped was forwards. From somewhere far down the tunnel, came the merest ghost of a breeze. It cooled the sweat that coated my skin and dripped down my face, reinvigorating my senses. I focused on it,.