My Secret
posted September 5, 2008 - 4:25pm![]()
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One night when I was 16 or 17 I awoke from my bed to someone calling my name. "Brad, Brad" I heard the whisper in my ear, so clear that it broke the meaningless dream I was having. When I opened my eyes no one was there.
"That was only part of my dream" I said to myself though I could remember nothing of the dream.
I could still hear the voice in my head.
I got up and decided to get a drink of water. The clock on the dresser said 1:00 am - the hour my life would change for ever.
As I walked back from the kitchen, the voice was now almost a faint memory.
"See, soon it will be gone completely" I reassured myself.
No sooner had I spoke these words then
"Brad, Brad" was whispered in my ear again.
I spun around thinking someone had snuck up behind me.
No one was there.
A chill went down my spine and I could feel my heart pound.
"What the hell was that?" I thought in a mild panic.
"Brad, I'm by your window" the voice said in my ear once more but now it was no longer a whisper. Now it was loud, distinct and female.
"What? Where are you?" I said in almost a shout. How my parents did not wake up I do not know.
"I'm by your window" the female repeated in my ear.
Warily, I walked to my window and slowly pulled open the drapes.
To my astonishment, a beautiful girl stood smiling at me just outside my window.
"Brad, can you come outside?" the voice said in my ear, but the girl's lips did not move.
"Wow, how do that?" I asked hastily as my adreline was still pumping.
"Come outside and I will show you" she said in my ear again.
I practically ran outside. I looked to my bedroom window but she was gone, my heart sank.
"Over here by the fence" she said.
I looked over and the beauty that had appeared at my window was leaning with her back on my wooden fence. She seemed to glow so that I could see every feature. Without a hesitation I raced up to her.
"Hello"
"Hello, Brad"
"I do not know you"
"No, Brad, you don't."
"How do you know me?"
"That is not important. I need you to come with me."
"Where?"
"Over there" she pointed at the fence.
On the other side of the fence was an old cemetary. I never really thought about it much until now. The thought that she wanted me to go over there sent another shiver down my spine.
"Hurry up" she begged.
Any doubts I had were erased by the sound of her voice. I bounded up the fence. At the top I looked back for her. She was gone.
"Over here in the graveyard" her voice said.
I turned and saw her now leaning against an old tombstone.
I hopped down the fence and briskly headed to her.
"I said I need your kisses."
That was weird. My kisses?
"Why do you need my kisses?"
"Some men's kisses are earnest and warm. They are heartfelt and full of emotion. They are life and these 'life kisses' keep me in the form you see me in. The form you can see, the form you can feel, the form you can kiss. You are one of these men. Kiss me. Kiss my neck. Kiss my lips. Kiss me everywhere."
I leaned in and kissed her neck. We both moaned with the electricity we felt. I was lost in kissing her. No thought could untrack me. I did not think of what she meant by "this form". Kissing her was my single thought, my single drive, my single want.
She grabbed me and pulled me closer to her, tight. A new wave of vibrations shook through me. I opened my eyes momentarily and saw that her eyes were closed and she was smiling. Her mouth opened slightly and let out the slightest of moans.
“Kiss me more” she pleaded.
I kissed her lips as hard as I could for what seemed like hours. I moved to her ears and nibbled at her lobes. I kissed the tiny hairs just below her ears. She moaned louder now and pushed her hips into mine. I returned to her neck. She, with great strength, shoved me to the ground.
“Stop” she panted “You have to stop.”
"What?"
Before I knew what was happening she disappeared.
That night was 5 years ago. Every night since she wakes me up at 1am to have me kiss her. I never say no and I am never too tired. The second I hear her voice I have to kiss her. Every night for 5 years I kiss her.
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