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They were together in the House. Just the two of them.
It was a cold, dark, stormy night. The storm had come quickly and each time the thunder boomed he watched her jump.
She looked across the room and admired his strong appearance... and wished that he would take her in his arms, comfort her and protect her from the storm.
She wanted that... more than anything.
Suddenly, with a pop, the power went out... She screamed...
He raced to the sofa where she was cowering. He didn't hesitate to pull her into his arms. He knew this was a forbidden union and expected her to pull back.
He was surprised when she didn't resist but instead clung to him. The storm raged on... as did their growing passion. And there came a moment when each knew that they had to be together.
They knew it was wrong...
Their families would never understand... So consumed were they in their passion that they heard no opening of doors... just the faint click of a camera...
-------------------- "If it wern't for that horse, I wouldn't have spent that year in college"~Lewis Black
"Where did you get all these slackers?"~Manager Kmart, Boise ID
"Burp dee durb, durbidy durb dee dumm"~ Southark
I didnt do it!
-------------------- We live together, we act on, and react to, one another; but always and in all circumstances we are by ourselves. The martyrs go hand in hand into the arena; they are crucified alone. Embraced, the lovers desperately try to fuse their insulated ecstasies into a single self-transcendence; in vain. By its very nature every embodied spirit is doomed to suffer and enjoy in solitude. Sensations, feelings, insights, fancies--all these are private and, ex- cept through symbols and at second hand, incommunicable. We can pool information about experiences, but never the experiences themselves. From family to nation, every human group is a society of island universes.
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