The room was completely dark, as I crept silently on the plush carpet into his bedroom. The sound of his heavy breathing told me he was asleep. I carried a small blue bag with me, as I crossed the room to his bed. I could feel my cheeks flush with excitement. The bag I had packed carefully, contained an unusual assortment of items. I put it on the floor and knelt next to the bed, feeling for the candle and matches. Placing them on the stand next to the bed, I reached back in the bag and pulled out a long, black scarf. Adrenaline pumped inside me as he rolled towards me and groaned. I held my body rigid as I did not want to wake him. Not yet.

Carefully, I lit the candle and a glow surrounded me like the one inside me. I was almost ready. Using the same lighter, I lit a small incense cone of Patchouli. The scent filled the room and gave me courage. Standing over him I leaned down and placed one hand over his eyes and kissed him hard on the mouth. As he stirred and be...

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