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the subtle scent of a sensual perfume wafted from the interior. Seeing her eyes that were an odd shade reflecting hints of

es, it is only to fulfill one need, and that's sexual. When I go to places like the 'Niche,' I know they seek the same things I'm seeking. One night to quench that aching need that only is calme

ident I would achieve my goal for the night. But tonight, stranded on this dark road with this female who seems to have special powers over my

unteract he

ubbed my temples, trying to relieve the tension, slowly closing my eyes and exhaling. My efforts to keep a safe distance and respect her weren't wor

feet; this situation was to my advantage, and I always got what I wanted. I've never been one to walk away from a challenge. Being deprived of one of my senses all my life, I couldn't waste time feeling sorry for myself

osed window; he gestured for her to

ur friends arrive to pick you up. Being a gentleman, I wouldn't feel right leaving you out here this way. Or if anoth

l said, rolling up her windo

my eyesight immediately turned ash-gray again. My vision had plummeted back into shadowy darkness. I had to

I knew it was wrong to feel that way. But I needed more time with this young lady. Finally, I got to figure out what it was a

ook upon, even though I could see she was distressed. That was to my advantage. So, I studied her afar, and I coul

t woman in the world. They looked the same to me. She's the first woman I have ever seen this way. I couldn't tell you the color of my mother's hair, eyes, or skin, and she is the woman who gave birth to me! I sat in my car,

f her slender swanlike neck. I watched her almond-shaped whiskey-colored eyes shift and saw her look my way a few times. But then, I quickly let my gaze dart

rried. The time she'd spent in the car waiting for friends that couldn't be reached and for someone else's assistance had traumatized her. I could tell she had begun to imagi

d as if she could hear me. I knew she was more anxious when I saw her black cur

was connected to my sight. After all these years, have I finally found the cure for my vision? Did she do something to me? But how? We never got close enough for her t

ight now, honestly, I didn't care, and the way I was thinking was dangerous. I shouldn't be feeling this way. I looked around to see the road. It was dark as ever. No cars were coming, and I had only 58 sec

nd saw her and we had to go our separ

r nature, intervene somehow. Then, if we ended up together, I would know th

tly. I strolled up to her car, and the closer I got, her beauty became even more apparent, making my hear