He walked slowly back home. His mind filled with questions about the strange woman. He put his hand to his cheek and felt coolness. It was as if she had touched him again. Sleep came easily and he did not dream.A week passed and there was no sign of Ingrid. Donovan waited each night, straining to catch a glimpse of her lantern, but there was only the moon on the water. Then as he was preparing for bed, he glanced out the window and saw a glimmer on the shoreline. Grabbing a robe, he ran down the stairs, out the door and toward the dancing light. The grass wet under his bare feet. She was there! Standing and looking across the water, her dress glowing softly in the moonlight."Ingrid! You came back! Where have you been? I looked for you..."A merry laugh, "Did you miss me Donovan? How sweet. I have been ... away. I am glad to see you. Shall we walk?"It seemed to him that they strolled and talked for hours, returning to the place where they began. He knew she was about to leave and said. After an hour or 2 we finally made it back to his house where his wife had prepared a meal for us. It was the first time I had met her; she was a little older than us and very homily. We ate the meal and started on a bottle of wine. The drinking went well into the night all 3 of us were very drunk by midnight, time to go to bed.I was awoke next morning by a familiar sound coming from the bedroom next door. Helen was obviously getting what she didn’t get last night because of the alcohol. Within a minute or 2 the noise subsided and I heard my friend get up and go down stairs. At this moment I had a very large penis in my hand, I wanted to finish but was afraid Helen would hear me. At this point my friend called up to say that he was going out to get some breakfast for us and with that I heard the front door slam shut. All quiteI wondered what she was doing…. I got up out of bed and went to the bathroom, as I walked past her bedroom I saw her there on the bed, under the sheets. She.
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