Date: Mon, 19 Nov 2012 16:34:08 -0500 (EST)
From: Bwstories8@aol.com
Subject: What They Don't Know,  chapter 6

What They Don't Know – By BW
Copyright 2012 by BillWstories
Chapter 6: Las Vegas.

Ethan's and my mind were almost totally focused on our trip and not on
work, and it remained that way all day long.  When it was finally time for
us to leave, we rushed out the door, headed for Ethan's car and took off
for the airport.  When we got there, we quickly checked in and went to the
appropriate gate to board our flight.  We would be flying on a small plane,
at least compared to modern standards, but it would get us to where we
needed to go.

I was very excited about this trip, because I thought it was kind of like
the two of us going on a honeymoon.  Even though we hadn't gone through a
ceremony of any sort, we would still be enjoying the best part of what
might be considered a typical wedding weekend.  Maybe that's what I
subconsciously had in mind when I made up the fairy tale about why we were
taking Monday off.

During the flight, I mentioned to Ethan about my recent fantasy concerning
this trip and how I thought this was like going on a honeymoon.  He merely
chuckled and said he would do whatever he could to make my wish seem as if
it were reality.  I'm not certain how he managed to do it, but Ethan had a
way of always saying the right thing for the moment.  I also think it's
really sweet that he is so willing to do whatever I want or need at the
time, in order to make me feel better.

Maybe I should clarify my last statement.  I wasn't implying that this was
the only, or even the primary reason to explain why I loved him.  I just
felt it was really sweet that he always did his best to consider what I
wanted much of the time.  The real reason I absolutely adored him though
was because he was just so thoughtful and caring.  Yes, it also happened to
be true that part of this manifested itself in the fact that he always
seemed to be willing to consider my feelings and believed my needs were
important too.  It seemed as if his love for me was why he was so willing
to take my feelings into consideration before making any decisions.

I also didn't believe he agreed to make this particular fantasy seem like
reality solely because he knew I was looking forward to having sex with him
either.  After all, we've had sex before and we planned this trip so we
would have time alone to do things like that anyway.  Therefore, when I
told Ethan that I was fantasizing about this being our honeymoon and hinted
that I was looking forward to being intimate with him again, my
announcement should not have come as a surprise.  Instead, I believe he
agreed to it because he knew it would make me happy and reassure me that
this would be a spiritual coupling too, not merely a physical one.

Once our flight landed, we quickly disembarked, collected our luggage and
took a shuttle to the casino where we would be staying.  As the shuttle
drove away from the airport, I was temporarily in awe of our surroundings.
I'd never been to Las Vegas before and had only seen pictures of it in
magazines or got glimpses of it on television or in an assortment of
movies, but seeing it in person was definitely far more impressive.  From
the air, Las Vegas appeared to be in the middle of nowhere, so seeing it
from this vantage point made the various casinos appear as though they had
sprung up out of the dry soil like gigantic monuments that now spread
across the flat terrain.  However, my first impression of the area was
nothing when compared to what it was like after it began to get dark and
all the lights came on.  The view then was absolutely breathtaking.

Ethan had made reservations for us at the Treasure Island Hotel and Casino,
because it not only offered a great deal on the price, but it also featured
a couple of shows that Ethan wanted us to attend.  We planned to check in
as quickly as we could, hustle up to our room to clean up, change and then
go out to eat.

The room we were given was very lovely and had a king-size bed, which we
intended to put to good use.  There was also a floor to ceiling window that
afforded us a fantastic view of the mountains in the distance and this
scenic panorama would provide us with a very romantic backdrop for our
activities later.  It not only gave us a wonderful panoramic view during
the daylight hours, but it also provided us with another perspective of the
impressive light show, once it got dark.

After we finished checking out the rest of the room, we then made our way
into the bathroom and took a shower together.  God, I just love washing
Ethan and having him do the same for me.  It's just so sexy.  Needless to
say, this activity also forced us to take care of some other business
before we were done, but we did it quickly and focused solely on the end
result, not the journey – at least that's how we approached it for now.

As soon as we finished up in there, we dressed and then went down to the
lower level to have dinner.  Of course, the restaurant was elegant, the
food was excellent and we enjoyed the time we spent there, but then Ethan
took me to the first of the shows he wanted us to see.  This performance
featured the comedian Bill Engvall and I thought he was extremely funny.
I'd seen him on TV before, with Jeff Foxworthy and 'Larry the Cable Guy'
doing all of their blue collar humor, but I thought he was even funnier in
person.  I'm not so sure what he would have thought about a gay couple
being in his audience, but I really enjoyed the show and was glad that
Ethan had planned for us to attend.

After Engvall finished up his set and left the stage, Ethan and I went back
to our room.  I wasn't exactly sure what Ethan had planned for us next, but
I could barely wait to see what he came up with either.  As soon as we were
in the room, I raced off to use the bathroom quickly, and when I came out
Ethan was just hanging up the phone.  When I asked whom he had called, he
merely told me to wait and I'd find out.

In the meantime, Ethan reached out and pulled me closer to him, until our
bodies were pressed tightly against one another.  Then, he wrapped his arms
around my neck, leaned his head forward and brought his lips against mine.
I immediately welcomed his move and opened my mouth slightly, as an
invitation for his tongue to explore inside.  The kiss was warm, passionate
and tender, which let me know there were deep feelings behind it.  This
wasn't just about the prospect of lustful sex.

Unfortunately, our kiss was interrupted by a knock on the door.  Ethan gave
me another quick peck and then went over to answer it.  When he did, one of
the hotel staff wheeled in a cart, had Ethan sign the bill and then left us
alone, after Ethan slipped him a modest tip.

"What's this?" I asked, once we were alone again.

"Just a little something special," was his simple reply.

As soon as he said that, he pulled a bottle of champagne from the ice
bucket, popped the cork and poured two glasses.  Then he pulled the silver
cover off of the next surprise and revealed a scrumptious looking dessert,
made with chocolate, strawberries and covered in whipped cream.

Ethan then picked up the dessert, scooped up a forkful and brought it to my
mouth.  It was absolutely delicious and I savored the delightful
titillation it brought as it washed over my taste buds, before I reached
over and took the fork from Ethan.  I then scooped up another forkful,
which I fed to him, and we continued alternating back and forth until the
last of the dessert had disappeared.

At this point, Ethan picked up one of the glasses of champagne and handed
it to me, before picking up the other for himself.  He then reached his
glass toward mine, let them touch gently and offered up a toast.

"May this evening fulfill your honeymoon fantasy," he began.  "I also pray
that tonight is the first of many that we will enjoy together and that our
happiness as a couple will last forever."

"Absolutely," was my simple reply.

After we'd enjoyed the champagne, Ethan took my glass from my hand, set
both of them down on the cart again, and then came back so he could wrap me
up in his arms.  We were now picking up from where we were before this cart
was delivered, as we began to kiss once more.  This lasted for several
wonderful minutes and then Ethan reluctantly pulled his lips away from
mine, looked me in the eye and spoke.

"Since you are the one who first thought of this weekend as being our
honeymoon," he began, "I'll offer you the choice.  Would you prefer to give
or receive?"

This was definitely a difficult decision, but I truly wanted to make love
to him first.

"I want to do both, eventually," I began, "but if it's all right with you,
I'd prefer to give first.  I really want to be the one to make love to you
first."

"That's fine with me and we can do it the other way tomorrow night, if you
are agreeable to that," Ethan replied, and then he flashed me that sexy
grin of his, which made me melt.

"Oh yeah.  I'm definitely agreeable to that," I replied.

After saying this, I grabbed him around the neck and kissed him again.
This kiss was more aggressive and more lustful than the one we had shared
earlier.  This one let Ethan know that I not only loved him, but I wanted
him.  Hell, I needed him.  He was my lifeline and the one who made me feel
complete.  I didn't know what I'd do if I were to ever lose him or his
love, but I never wanted to find that out either.

While we were kissing, I unbuttoned Ethan's shirt, unbuckled his belt,
undid the snap on his pants and lowered the zipper.  He was also doing the
same to me, so before long we had each other totally naked and then I
pushed him onto the bed.  As we continued to make out, our hands, lips and
tongues were busy exploring every inch of the other's body, as we attempted
to bring as much pleasure as possible to each other.  I loved Ethan and he
loved me, so this was just another way of expressing that love.

I made love to Ethan that night with more passion and abandon than I
thought possible.  As we joined together and became one, we did much more
than merely enjoy the fantastic sex and share the physical aspects of our
bodies.  During this time, we also shared our hearts and souls, while
giving each other everything we had to offer and holding nothing back.  It
was one amazing night, during which we completely offered our bodies and
souls to one another.  Even though we had made love before, this time was
far more intense than any of those other occasions.  Tonight, we were
lovers, in the truest sense of the word, and I was totally fulfilled.

I slept that night with my arms wrapped around Ethan, and he had his arms
wrapped around me.  I don't think I'd ever slept more contentedly or woke
more refreshed than I did the following morning.  It was a glorious
culmination of our commitment to each other and fulfilled my honeymoon
fantasy to even my highest expectations.

After having a quick breakfast, we decided to see the sights and walked
around some of the other casinos while we were at it.  We felt there was no
sense in coming all this way and then not go out to visit some of the other
fabulous resorts in the area while we were here.  After all, we didn't come
all this way just to have sex.

We started out by going to Caesar's Palace first and reveled in its
marvelous design, which made us feel as if we were taking a tour around
ancient Rome at the height of its glory.  After we walked around for a
while and got to see most of the public areas, we decided to go into the
casino area next.  We started out by making our rounds from one activity to
another, but then chose to stop and watch the patrons try their luck at the
baccarat table.

We were fascinated by this game, since it was James Bond's game of choice,
and even though we were told it was easy to learn and fun to play, our
observations told us it would be very tricky to win at.  Not only could you
bet on your own hand, but you could also bet on the dealer's hand or even
bet that it would be a tie.  We quickly decided the nuances of this game
were too complicated to pick up in a short period of time and didn't feel
as if we wanted to risk our money at this activity, so we moved on to look
for something else.

After perusing our other options and talking it over, Ethan and I decided
to play a few hands of poker before we left.  We both felt that we
understood this game well enough to risk a few dollars playing it, so we
found one of the lower stakes tables and sat down.  We opted to do this
because we felt we might regret it later, if we didn't try our hand at the
gaming tables and do more than just meander through this marvelous
location.

After we finished up at the poker tables, we left Caesar's and headed over
to the Luxor next.  If you haven't heard anything about this casino before,
you'd immediately recognize it as the large black pyramid that rises up out
of the desert floor.  As you might expect, the theme of this establishment
seeks to reflect the glory of ancient Egypt and includes a replica of the
Great Sphinx that welcomes visitors as they arrive.  In the lobby, you'll
also find a huge obelisk and a step pyramid nestled within, which are there
to help enhance the experience.

While we were at this location, we became intrigued by how the rooms were
arranged.  They were all built into the outer walls, which left an
extremely large, open atrium.  You were able to get to these rooms by
taking the 'inclinator,' which is an elevator that runs on a 39-degree
incline along the inner surface of the pyramid.  This entire structure was
very unique and we found the engineering that went into its design to be
extremely fascinating.

While we were there, we also spent some time in the casino and watched what
was going on at the craps and roulette tables, but decided that these
weren't very good options for us to try our luck.  Instead, we took some
time to play a few of the slot machines that took up so much of the floor
space and were simple to operate.  Again, we did this just so we could say
that we did something other than just walk around there as well.

The last stop we made was to see the Excalibur.  Many of you might
recognize that the name of this casino is based on King Arthur's famous
sword, so it shouldn't surprise you to learn that this place had a Camelot
oriented theme.  As we approached this location, our attention was
immediately drawn to the large castle and its collection of very colorful
roofs, which highlighted and capped the numerous spires.

We quickly discovered that traveling toward this structure made us feel as
if we were medieval royalty, either returning home or going to visit a
neighboring kingdom, and temporarily whisked us to another time.  While we
were at the Excalibur, Ethan and I decided to play a few hands of blackjack
before we left, just to vary the types of activities we tried.

As we left to return to our own hotel, we marveled at how the wonderful
mixture of architectural designs and styles used when constructing the
various casinos made this destination so intriguing.  The various themes
that each of these places invoke and cater to is what makes Las Vegas the
truly exquisite and magical destination that attracts numerous visitors
every year.  There was something for everyone and each place tended to stir
the imagination, no matter your tastes or private fantasies.

Ethan and I had been so absorbed in what we'd been doing while we made our
rounds that we never bothered to stop for lunch.  Therefore we were starved
by the time we got back to the Treasure Island.  Before we filled our
stomachs though, we hurried to our room, so we could clean up and change
quickly, before we headed back down to the ground level to eat.

After we silenced the rumblings in our bellies, we walked around for a
brief time, but we also stopped for about a half hour to play a few more of
the slot machines.  When we grew tired of doing this, we returned to our
room and quickly calculated how we had done while gambling at these various
locations.  After adding everything up, I was pleasantly surprised to
discover that we had come out slightly ahead, although it was by less than
$100, but it was certainly better than losing.

A short time later, Ethan took me to see the next show.  This one took
place in a rather large theater, which I later discovered had been
specifically designed for the Cirque du Soleil to put on its presentation
of 'Mystere.'  This show proved to be a fascinating combination of
acrobatics, gymnastics and dance, but I was also intrigued by their use of
bright colors to draw attention to the wonderful sets, intriguing costumes
and varied props.  Each of the acts was accompanied by music and I thought
the entire production was very tastefully done.

The theme running through the performance revolved around the origins of
life in the universe, and we were introduced to a wide variety of
characters, some of which were mythological in nature.  This production
literally began with a 'big bang,' as a group of performers pounded on
various size Japanese drums.  Over the duration of the show, we watched as
a small group of participants performed on Chinese poles and observed
another person manipulate an aerial cube, followed by two other men showing
off a masterful exhibit of hand-to-hand strength and balance, as they
worked with each other.

We also saw an assortment of others performing on bungees, a trampoline and
being catapulted into the air off of something that looked like a huge,
reinforced seesaw.  In fact, it looked very similar to one of the devices
you might have spent time on at a playground as a child, except this one
was much sturdier and larger.  There was also a point when we watched a
group of men soar and spin forty feet above the stage on a symmetrical
metal structure, which appeared to be based on a gymnastic high-bar.

When the show ended, Ethan and I decided to walk around for a while first,
before we went to have dinner.  When we did finally stop to eat again, it
turned out to be a lovely and romantic affair, as we sat at a table for
two, enjoyed a wonderful meal and washed it down with another bottle of
wine.  While we dined, we also shared our thoughts about everything we had
done throughout the day and reaffirmed our desire to be together always.
It might not come as a surprise to anyone if I were to inform you that I
was figuratively walking on air as we made our way back to our room

Once the door had shut behind us, Ethan swept me into his arms, carried me
over to the bed, undressed us both and then made love to me.  It was very
similar to what we had done the previous evening, except this time our
roles were reversed, but it did not diminish the love and passion that we
shared.  It was a truly remarkable experience, filled with intense
pleasure, and it brought us both to a level of satisfaction far beyond
anything we had previously enjoyed.  All I can say is that it was an
absolutely wonderful way to end a truly fantastic day, but it also served
as the prelude to another refreshing night's sleep, as I cuddled with my
soulmate.

Sunday morning, we got up and headed down to the main level for breakfast.
Once we finished eating, we gambled for a little while, before we returned
to our room and spent some more quiet time alone.  We were scheduled to
leave for the airport a couple of hours after lunch, so Ethan and I decided
we wanted to spend our last few hours together just cuddling and being
close, before we had to catch our flight home.  Our affectionate time
together also led to us enjoying another round of oral sex and gave us one
more wonderful memory of our 'honeymoon' trip.

Later, after we'd finished our lunch, we returned to our room and collected
our belongings, before we checked out and took the shuttle to the airport.
As we waited to board our flight, I thanked Ethan over and over again for
coming up with the idea to spend the weekend here and for making the
arrangements.  I told him that I really loved the time we'd spent together
and had enjoyed everything we'd done.  He merely smiled and said it had
been his pleasure, before adding that he'd enjoyed it just as much as I
had.  He also jokingly asked me if this had been the honeymoon trip I had
envisioned, and I assured him it had been all that and more.

We hit a little turbulence on the return flight home, which threw me into a
minor panic attack.  When Ethan saw how I was reacting, he grabbed my hand
and held it, which immediately made me begin to calm down and feel a little
better.  When I first felt him squeeze my hand, I looked over at his face,
forced a weak smile and thanked him for his concern.  When I did that, he
leaned over and gave me a peck on the cheek.

Even though I could tell he wanted to do more to help me relax, he
refrained from doing anything else.  Since we were on a plane and some of
the other passengers could see everything we were doing, he figured it
might be better to wait until we were alone.  I understood what was on his
mind though, so just knowing that he cared so much was enough to help and
distract me from my other concerns.

When the plane landed, Ethan and I waited until most of the others
disembarked first, before we got out of our seats.  Once the last of the
passengers were a couple of rows in front of us, Ethan gave me a very
passionate kiss and then urged me to follow him.  After we retrieved our
luggage, we took everything out to the long-term parking area, loaded it
into Ethan's car and then set out for his place.  Before we got there, he
unexpectedly pulled into a restaurant.

"Look, I know it's still a little early to eat again, but I don't feel like
cooking tonight and I doubt you do either.  I think we'll both be better
off if we stop here to get something before we reach my place," he
announced.  "I know I won't want to go out again once we get home, so what
do you think?"

"I agree," I quickly concurred.  "Let's go chow down."

"Do you want to eat here or get it to go?" he asked next.  "If we take it
with us, then we can warm it later and eat when we're hungry."

"Nah, let's just eat it here, while it's fresh," I answered.  "If we can't
finish it all, then we can take the rest home and warm it up to snack on
later."

Ethan agreed, so we went inside, had a nice meal and I did feel a lot
better once my stomach was full again.  As expected, neither of us was able
to finish more than half of our meal though, so we took the rest of it with
us in a 'doggy' bag.  We then traveled the rest of the way to Ethan's
house, and when we got there I took my suitcase, along with my leftover
food, and placed it on the backseat of my car.

"Are you going home?" Ethan asked.

"Only if you think I should," I responded, while hoping he might offer me
an alternative.

"We've taken tomorrow off and I don't think anyone will be expecting us
back in town until then," he suggested, "so I think we'll be safe if you
want to stay here tonight.  Besides, we can always say we were tired and
you just decided to crash here, figuring you still had tomorrow to unpack
and get things ready for work."

"I think that's a wonderful idea, so you're on," I agreed.

I hurriedly pulled my leftovers out of the car and moved the suitcase to
the trunk, where it wouldn't be so obvious.  Then, I slammed the trunk
closed and followed Ethan to his front door.

"I think a dip in the pool might be nice and will help to relieve the spots
that are sore from traveling and being inactive for so long," I suggested,
while smiling at Ethan.

"You know, I think you might be right," he agreed.  "Let's go put on our
suits and then head out back."

"Do we really need them?" I asked, while also winking and giving Ethan the
'look.'

"I think it would be best if we wear them, unless you don't mind if a bunch
of my neighbors see us in our birthday suits and watch what we're up to,"
he suggested.

Knowing he was probably right about this, because it wasn't dark out yet, I
gave in and walked back to his bedroom with him.  Ethan got our swim trunks
out of his dresser and tossed my pair to me.  We stripped down, put them
on, grabbed a towel each and headed out the back door.  After we got in the
pool, I discovered the water was still fairly warm from the afternoon sun.
In fact, it felt about the same as bath water that had cooled down after
being in the tub for about fifteen minutes.  It was still relaxing though
and Ethan and I horsed around a little, as we swam around.

It didn't take long before we grew tired of doing this and decided to climb
out of the pool.  After drying off, we went in the house to watch TV for a
little while, but before we did that, Ethan stopped to check the messages
on his home phone.  After listening to them, he had a troubled expression
on his face.

"What's wrong?  Did you get bad news?" I asked, concerned.

"You might say that," he replied, looking slightly annoyed.  "There were
three messages from Jack.  I don't know why he's trying to stir things up
again and make my life miserable, but it seems that he wanted me to know
that he's been checking up on me."

"What the hell happened between you two that he won't let it go?" I
wondered.

It was obvious that I hadn't been told the complete story.

"Jack was one of the guys who gave me grief back in high school.  In fact,
he seemed to be the ringleader most of the time and I guess he didn't like
the way I got him to stop his immature shenanigans.  I was finally able to
convince him to leave me alone about two weeks before we graduated," he
answered.

"Why?  What did you do?" I pressed.

"I just found a way to make him lay off, although I'll admit he only did so
reluctantly," he responded, "but let's not talk about him.  We've just come
back from a great weekend and there's still enough time left to have some
more fun before it ends, so let's not ruin it talking about the past.  By
the way, I believe it's your turn to be on top tonight, if you're
interested."

His announcement caught me totally off guard, but immediately brought a
smile to my face and made me forget about Jack.

"You don't have to tell me twice," I responded, as I got up, grabbed
Ethan's hand and dragged him back to his bedroom.

Making love to him that night was just as wonderful as it had been in Las
Vegas and I could see us spending every night together, from now until we
both grew old.  It would be so nice if we were able to alternate making
love to each other every evening and then cuddle together until morning,
when we would wake up relaxed and refreshed for the new day.  Now, I merely
have to find a way to turn this dream into a reality.

The next morning when I awoke, Ethan was already up.  He had started the
coffee and was getting everything set up so he could make our breakfast
when I strolled into the kitchen.  When he saw me walk in, he looked up and
greeted me.

"Sleep well?" he asked.

"Better than well," I replied.

"That's great, so what would you like for breakfast?" he asked next.  "I
can make eggs, French toast, pancakes or waffles.  I'll also fry up some
bacon and sausages to go with whatever you want, so you just have to pick
your poison."

"I hope it's not poison," I teased, and he shot me an evil glare.

"We haven't had waffles in quite a while," I added, while ignoring the
dirty look he was giving me, "but we have had just about all of those other
things recently.  Since that's the case, let's have waffles today."

"Your wish is my command," Ethan joked.

Ethan then knelt down to dig the waffle iron out of one of the lower
cabinets.  When he stood up again, after finding what he'd been looking
for, he smiled and then walked over to give me a kiss.

"I'll be your slave anytime, because you'll be a wonderful master and will
treat me really well," he teased.  "If last night was an example of the
rewards you'll be giving me, I'll work very hard to please you."

"I'll reward you like that," I agreed, "or I might even let you reward
yourself by doing the same thing to me.  One thing is for sure though, and
it's that you won't have to do anything special to earn a reward from me.
Damn, I love you so much that I think I would die of a broken heart if
anything were to happen so we couldn't be together any longer."

That earned me another kiss, but he also began to knead my butt cheeks.
After doing that for a short time, Ethan let one of his hands wander
between us, so he could grope my package.  After he'd done that for a
while, he unexpectedly stopped, gave me another kiss and then started to
work on making our breakfast.  This meant I was left standing there with an
erection pushing out my boxer briefs, so I was kind of upset that he hadn't
finished what he'd started.

"We'll take care of that after we eat," Ethan added, while glancing over
his shoulder and noting my predicament.

"We'd better," I threatened.  "You created the problem, so it means you'll
have to take care of it too."

"My pleasure, young Jedi master.  I will be happy to play with your
lightsaber after we eat," Ethan responded.

"You won't see any laser beam shoot out of it, but if you do it right then
something else will," I offered, continuing his analogy.

This elicited a mild groan from Ethan, showing he thought my retort was a
bit lame.  Hell, he started it and what does he expect first thing in the
morning?  After all, most of the famous comedians do their best work late
at night, not this early in the morning, don't they?

It was only a few minutes later when Ethan began serving me a plate of
food, which contained two waffles, two strips of bacon and two sausage
links.  He also set the margarine and syrup down next to me, so I could
prepare my waffles as I pleased.

"Eat up.  I can make more if you're still hungry afterward," he told me.

Ethan then went back to the kitchen, but returned a couple of minutes later
carrying his own plate of food.  When he sat down next to me, he asked how
everything was and I assured him it was wonderful.  We then ate with a
minimum amount of chatter, but I couldn't help but to keep glancing up at
him as I chewed my food.  I just loved him so much and couldn't help but
think back upon the wonderful weekend we had just shared together.  There
was no doubt in my mind that I had found the most perfect partner anyone
could ever hope for and I just prayed that Ethan felt the same way about
me, but I was pretty sure he did.

After we finished our breakfast, we took our dishes out to the sink, rinsed
them off and then loaded everything into the dishwasher.  As soon as we'd
finished doing that, I grabbed Ethan's hand and dragged him back to the
bedroom again, because we had some unfinished business to take care of.
After all, he had promised.

Once we stripped out of what little clothing we had on, Ethan began to
pleasure me orally.  He quickly found the 'on' switch to my lightsaber and
was rewarded with a sticky beam.  As soon as he savored that delight, he
filled me up with his own lightsaber and battled a host of invisible foes,
as be stabbed one after another until all of their life juices had drained
into me.  I was definitely both saved and satisfied.

Afterward, we remained in bed and cuddled a little longer, but then we
finally got up and showered, before going out to sit next to each other on
the living room sofa.  Ethan used the remote to flick on the television,
but neither of us really watched it.  Instead, we cuddled and kissed a
little more, before we decided to go out and make use of his pool again.

The day passed by all too quickly and we soon realized it was time for the
people we worked with to begin leaving the office for the day.  Knowing
this, we decided it would probably be best if I went home now.  Before I
left though, we went over the details of the story we were going to tell
anyone who inquired about the wedding we'd supposedly attended.  After we
finished doing that, I reluctantly gave Ethan a final goodbye kiss, told
him I'd see him in the morning and then set out for my place.  I was
finding it more and more difficult to wait for the day to arrive when we
didn't have to do this any longer and we'd be able to live openly as a
couple.

After I unpacked my suitcase, put my dirty clothes in the hamper and got my
things ready to return to work in the morning, I sat down to think for a
few minutes.  As I reflected upon everything Ethan and I had done over the
past few days, I could only conclude that it had been a truly marvelous
time and I was sorry it had to come to an end.  In fact, I was already
looking forward to our next magical outing together and wondered when that
might be.