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April 16th 2009

Its nine o'clock at night and ounce again I am alone in my room. I miss my fiancée dearly and hope that we are not broken up. Don't know what to think there, all I know is that is has been close to three months sense I have physically seen him. Soon my forth semester of college will be up then it's off to look for work. I close my eyes and think of being with him. Just be patient I tell myself, you'll see him again soon. Just wait.

That's when he showed up again. I opened my eyes and there he was sitting on my bed next to me. Reaching out he put his arm around me and pulled me close to him. He's naked again. Not that I didn't mind looking, but I am curious to see what he looks like clothed. As if reading my thoughts a black pair of speedos appeared on his body.

"Miss me?"

"Yes I do miss you, there's something comforting about you."

I confided in him. Who would of though something evil could make one feel better about ones self?

"It's called love, I love you."

I inhaled and exhaled.

"You barely know me how can you love me?"

"I can read your thoughts and feel your soul. What better way than that to get to know someone."

He said lovingly as he kissed my cheek. Then it occurred to me maybe he could look into the future. I had to ask.

"Are I and Ray ever going to get married?"

He looked deep into my eyes, a chill went down my spine, I held my breathe.

"No, he's going to string you along till you give u on him."

That couldn't be true, why would he do such a thing? What would it prove that he's an idiot? This couldn't be right; it had to be a lie. I looked away from him.

"Is everything you say correct all the time?"

I asked him, turning my head back in his direction I watched his facial expressions; first he scrunched u his nose, blinked his eyes ounce then tensed and relaxed his face.

"I am afraid that one cannot be correct all the time. Except for Jesus being the exception."

Wishing Jesus could be here with me I began to think about him, how he had sacrificed himself for humanity, picturing his body nailed to the cross, nails in his feet and in his hands, the look of agony on his face. So deep in thought I didn't see as Boone backhanded me across the face, the part of my face that had been struck stinged.

"What the fuck did you do that for?"

I asked angrily.

"Don't be thinking about Jesus in my presence again."

A cold chill came over me, what did I get myself into? All I wanted was some company and to not feel so lonely all the time. Something told me I had opened a door that should have remained shut. This Boone demon had to go and go forever.

"I think you should leave, now!"

I said firmly. The anger was welling up in him, anyone could tell by looking at him, what would happen next would not be good.

"Why don't you leave the room then?"

He said calmly.

"Fine, I am going out and for a walk."

I said as I walked to my bedroom door. Turning the knob I noticed how it didn't budge, like it was stuck or something, making another attempt to open the door I found myself ounce again not successful.

"Open the door please."

I said looking at the door. Attempting to turn the doorknob again I was successful.

"I'm going for a walk grandma."

"It's dark out."

My grandma said sounding a little annoyed. Don't know why it's just a little walk.

"I will be back in about ten minutes, promise."

She said nothing. Walking into the kitchen I picked up my black wallet out of my cubby. Putting on my coat I shoved my wallet into my pants pocket and walked out the door, making sure that I locked the door behind me. When I got back Boone was no where to be seen in the house or my room, not even his presence could be felt. Perhaps he was gone for good. Maybe I pissed him off or something. Changing into my pajamas and turning on my over head light I clicked on the TV to watch George Lopez. I needed to put Boone out of my mind.

After watching TV awhile my eyes began to feel heavy, sleep my body told me, go to sleep. So I turned off the TV and went to bed. The next morning I couldn't feel his presence still anyone inn the house. This was fine. I need some space to think about things especially my Ray. It hurt not seeing him, being able to hold him in my arms or make love to him. I prayed this would not go on like this for months. Getting out of bed I quickly got dressed, made my bed and went out the door to pick up a diet coke. When I got back I checked my email and browsed the internet. I felt something tap my shoulder. I turned around and there he was.

"Boone."

I said in softly.

"I want to apologize my dear."

"All is forgiven."

I said automatically, not thinking about it or realizing that he wasn't really sorry and that in time he would come to use me.

"Can I get a kiss?"

He asked.

Leaning in I kissed him passionately on the lips. I heard as he let out a soft moan of pleasure. Ounce again he was naked, not even speedos. That was alright, soon enough I would be naked too. Pulling away from him I closed my bedroom door and window. Setting my laptop down on the coffee table, I proceeded to take off my clothes while he got on top of my bed lying on his back, his big swollen penis standing erect. Climbing onto of the bed I was on my knees my lips to his penis, opening my mouth wider I took his penis in my hand and lowered my face down until the head of his penis was in my mouth, getting as much of his dick into my mouth as I could I sucked on him and licked him up and down. His penis was now wet with my saliva.

"Oh yes honey."

"Want me to get ontop?"

He nodded his head.

"Hump me good my sweet."

Grabbing a hold of his penis I slid myself down on top of him, it was a tight squeeze however I did it. Sitting up I moved my hips back and forth digging as deep as I could into him, it hurt, yet it felt so incredibly good at the same time. My vagina was sopping wet by now, so sopping wet that sloshing sounds could be heard as I moved my hips back and forth in a constant motion. Grabbing my breasts in his hands I could feel him squeeze them tightly over and over again. Beading of sweat were forming on my head now and rolling down my face, both of bodies were glistening with sweat now. Did I sweet this much the first time we did it? I didn't care.

Pulling my body close to his, he wrapped his arms around me and held me close to him as he thrusted his penis into me.

"Oh Boone."

I called out in ecstasy.

He pushed hard into me again.

"Oh Boone."

I called out again.

He pushed hard into me again, this time he exploded inside of me like he had before. His penis was still as hard as before. Releasing his hold on me I rode him again as he continued to explode inside of me so hard that it was pouring out of me and onto the bed. I didn't care, as my body bucked and trusted and rode him, not paying attention to the fact that now the top of the bed had a thick layer of his cum all over it, and the fact that he was laying in it, my body craved even more of him, seeing as how I couldn't stop humping him, I didn't notice that his cum was not just dripping onto the bedroom floor put flowing down into it. My eyes rolled back into my head it felt like electricity was surging through me, animal noises escaped my mouth. Finally he stopped cumming; both our bodies were covered with it from top to bottom. Looking around me I realized what a mess had been made.

Boone cleaned it up with a blink of the eye. Even we were clean too. Thank goodness for that. How would I of explained this to the family. Giving him a quick peak on the cheek I got dressed and brushed out my hair, he was watching me the whole time I did this. When I was done we said our goodbye and depart for the time being. Yes he would be back. Something told me he would come back again.

To be continued.......