The Shepherd by Luedke Travis

Author:Luedke, Travis [Luedke, Travis]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Travis Luedke
Published: 2013-09-30T05:00:00+00:00

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I dreamed of being in bed with Nadia, she was slip-sliding-snaking around me again. This time she licked my face and all over my lips, turning my head from side to side, an inspection of sorts. She eventually worked her way down my throat and chest. She licked the knuckles of each of my hands, taking time to suckle on each individual finger. Then she licked my ribs on the right side, tickling me right where all the bruises and abrasions were. She even licked my elbows, attending to all the little scrapes and cuts she could find. Some were only recent skate injuries from the spill and tumble at the halfpipe.

At each point I could feel the soreness and pains subside, her beautiful little pink tongue was like a magic painkiller. Several times she returned to my face, licking again at my lips and nose. She smiled at me. Seemed to enjoy it as much as I did.

Nadia repeatedly worked her way down to my hands, my abraded knuckles that ravaged Tommy’s face. Then she reached down to undo my zipper, pulling down my pants and boxer shorts, stripping me. In my dream I winced with the agony of my bruised balls as she carefully inspected me for injuries.

This soon became the best dream I had ever experienced. Nadia administered her peculiar version of first aid to my groin, taking away all the pain and replacing it with wonderful waves of pleasure.

There was no hiding how much I enjoyed it.

Then the dream got really freaky. All my bodily aches and pains were completely forgotten under the sublime wonders of Nadia’s mouth and tongue.

I awoke hours later, 3:35 a.m. She was there, her arms wrapped around me, as usual. She was awake, lying across my chest, staring at me, concerned. Then I recalled her being there with me at the skatepark.

“How the hell did we get home?”

“I drove your car.”

“Wow, I don’t remember coming home. How did I get in the house?” I winced with the spike of pain through my nose that accompanied any movement as I tried to sit up and look at her.

She hesitated with the answer. “I … helped you walk in.”

“Was my Dad here?”

“He was asleep on the couch. He didn’t see us come in.”

“How much of the fight did you see?”

“I showed up when they were leaving. Very fortunate for them. I was too worried about you to go after them, but they’ll get theirs soon enough. Every dog has its day.”

“And the burning dog shit on their porches shall stink to high heaven,” I teased her, trying to smile through the throbbing pain in my head. I wished I hadn’t woke up at all.

“Well, that’s not my style, but I’ll take care of them.” She smiled, but it didn’t really reach her eyes, it was a Cheshire cat grin, a predator’s show of teeth.

“Well, I certainly had no idea you could drive.” I lost the desire to speak as all the aches and pains throbbed between my head, ribs, and groin.

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