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EvelynThe first thing he felt was the burning, the rawness, wherethe ropes bit into his wrists and ankles. Next was thethrobbing. Though he was lying stiffly on his back, limbspulled taut, he felt as if he were riding a roller-coaster, hishead reeling. When his eyes fluttered open, a blur ofshapes and colours stung his corneas, and it took severalminutes before his vision sharpened enough to distinguishobjects.His eyes darted around the room. When he saw theDouble Indemnity poster, there was a spark in his brain.An apartment. Her apartment. But what was her name? Hecouldn’t remember. He combed his memory, struggling toput the pieces of the evening together. He had gone to theRumba Room – that much he remembered. The music hadbeen loud, the walls were pulsating. Then he had spottedher. She was sipping an apple martini at the bar, her ravenhair seizing the light like obsidian, shining from across theroom. He couldn’t say why, but he knew before she turnedher head that she would be breathtaking, and his breathcaught in his throat as she slowly looked over hershoulder, her gaze fixed on him like a laser. They glitteredlike diamonds, her eyes, and he was startled to find theman electric shade of violet, so intense that he falteredbackward. She had skin pale as milk, a striking contrast tothe full, berry-coloured lips that curved into a knowingsmile. Her dress was black as the shadows surroundingher, wrapping around her like a velvet serpent. She was ofanother era, her look too ethereal to be a Miami native.European, perhaps?Before he could think he felt his feet carrying himtoward her, parting the throngs of tanned dancers andmaking his way to the smiling beauty. When he stoodbefore her, a hint of her perfume curled around hisnostrils, a scent surprisingly sweet, like ripe fruit.‘I – I thought I’d have something witty to say by thetime I made it over here,’ he said. ‘Will you settle for shyand flustered?’Her eyes were warm. ‘Sounds endearing.’She sipped her drink, taking long, languid sips.‘What’s your name, shy and flustered?’‘Oh – it’s Adam. Adam Belmont.’She tilted her head and laughed a laugh that was light insound but rich with wickedness.‘What’s so funny?’She brushed a long, dark tendril from her face andtucked it behind her ear.‘I’ll tell you later,’ she said. She set down the drink.‘Perhaps at my apartment?’‘I…’Her smile widened. ‘Yes?’‘I wasn’t trying to get you into bed,’ he said quickly.‘Well, maybe at some point, but I swear I didn’t comeover here to imply that tonight I wanted –’‘Take it easy, shy and flustered.’She was studying him, her eyes sparkling with interestas they roamed his damp palms, his flushed cheeks, theway he bit his lower lip ever so subtly, chewing out hisnervousness.‘I know you weren’t implying anything,’ she said.‘Perhaps you wanted to chat for a while, talk about thehumidity or something of that nature? That’s perfectlyfine. But allow me to be blatant: my apartment is nearby,I’ve had several Red Bulls, and my legs are parting as wespeak.’Adam’s jaw fell open, eliciting another laugh from thewoman. He compelled his mouth to move, to form words,to stop stuttering like an idiot. She rose from her seat,bridging the gap between them. Her eyes burned into his,letting him know that there was only one answer shewould deem acceptable.‘I’ve never had a one night stand,’ he said, then quicklyadded, ‘not that I want it to be just a one night stand.’‘Well, then,’ she whispered. ‘Make my toes curl tonightand you’ll be invited back.’She leaned close. He could smell the sweetness of herbreath; such an unusually tart scent. It made him think ofstrawberries, apples, juicy plums. He could practicallytaste her.‘Shall we go now, Adam?’He nodded so hard that he felt as if his head were aboutto unhinge itself from his neck. Her slender fingers curledaround his palm, towing him gently toward the door. Hefollowed like a puppy.‘I’m Evelyn, by the way.’The evening air bit their flesh in a refreshing wave, thebreeze tinged with the smell of ocean. As the doorslammed shut behind them and they moved silentlythrough the night, the music became a dull thump in thedistance. The massive palm trees lining the streets were litwith strands of flickering lights, making shadows stretchand curl around them.Adam had been at a loss of words before, but he nowfound himself petrified as the woman pointed to a buildingseveral blocks away.‘That’s it,’ she said. ‘Didn’t I tell you it was close?’Adam nodded. He turned his head to look at her andwas surprised to find that her expression was blissful, as ifbeing outside in the darkness soothed her from the insideout. Actually, it was only when the silver wisps of cloudsspread like a spider web across the moon and the starsstruggled to be heard in the bleakness of the midnight skythat she felt truly at peace. But to Adam she merelyappeared to be relieved to be out of the stifling, sweatdrenchedclub.A tall Spanish-style building greeted them at the end oftheir journey, a dimly lit sign reading ‘Garden East’apartments, announcing its purpose. Vines of bright redflowers hugged the building from every angle, springingfrom the lush garden surrounding the apartments. A littleslice of paradise on an otherwise unremarkable street.She led him up a flight of stairs, twisted her key intothe lock, and flicked on the lights. Her apartment glistenedwith intellect and refinement. Paintings of exotic settings,stacks of leather-bound books, and intricately carvedfurniture that looked as if it had been plucked right fromthe rococo period. The New York Times on the kitchentable was the final item that convinced Adam that hewasn’t about to have sex with a promiscuous bimbo. Aftersurveying her elegant apartment, his fascination with thewoman had doubled.Evelyn breezed behind him, glided to the kitchen, andfetched two glasses, which she promptly filled with a rubyliquid from an unmarked bottle.‘You seem a bit nervous,’ she smiled, handing him aglass. ‘Try this. It’s a lovely wine from Europe. Myfavourite, actually.’He stared hesitantly at the glass. ‘I don’t know – I’vehad a few gin and tonics as it is. Maybe I shouldn’t…’She leaned close and met his gaze. Her eyes wereglowing amethyst, burning with insistence.‘You must try it,’ she said. ‘It’s a very special wine. Iopened it because, well…you seem like a very specialguy.’He felt himself blush and tightened his grip around thedrink.‘I don’t know if I should…’She raised her glass high above her mouth and tilted itslightly, until a single crimson droplet fell onto her lips,coating them in wetness. She licked up the moisture withher tongue, slowly, methodically, moaning with pleasureas the taste of it flooded her mouth.Her eyes locked on his. ‘You really…must…try it.’He brought the wine to his mouth and urged it down histhroat. He felt himself sigh, surprised by its richness.‘Wow,’ he marvelled, wiping his lips. ‘If wine werecandy, this would definitely be dark chocolate.’She seemed pleased and ushered him into the livingroom.‘Please, have a seat.’Adam sank into the plush sofa. The woman sat besidehim, flashing him an encouraging smile. His eyes fell tothe Double Indemnity poster near the mantle, framed in anornate gold casing.‘I remember that movie,’ he said. ‘It scared me when Iwas little – the chick, I mean. Femme fatale – is that whatthey’re called? Scared me to death. The thought ofsomeone actually planning to murder their spouse…’Her eyes drifted to the poster. ‘I don’t know,’ she saidsoftly. ‘If you were to examine the situation a bit moreclosely, perhaps you’d have a bit of empathy for her.Things aren’t always what they seem.’He was thoughtful for a moment, and then shrugged.He felt his nerves deserting him, but forced himself tosmile and meet her gaze.‘I see the questions in your eyes, and I’m prepared toanswer them.’‘Well, um,’ Adam began, unable to meet her stare. ‘Isuppose I do have a question. Why me?’Evelyn nodded, as if it were a fair question. ‘Does itmatter?’He took another sip of wine, letting the flavour splasharound in his mouth. ‘I don’t get it,’ he said. ‘Why did youchoose to go home with me tonight? There were tons ofgood-looking guys in that place, but you were smiling atme. Why?’She was quiet a long time. ‘You seemed…nice.’Adam snorted.‘No, really,’ she said. ‘Some people have an innerglow; do you know what I’m talking about? They emanatetheir personality from the outside in. I could tell you werea good guy…and a great lover.’Adam gaziantep escort swayed a little, his nerve faltering. ‘But – youdon’t understand.’She raised an eyebrow. ‘Oh?’He set the wine down, forcing himself to look her in theeye. ‘I don’t know what kind of lover I am. I’m a virgin.’There was a pause.‘I intend to change that.’Adam shook his head. ‘Now I don’t know if I can do it.I’m intimidated as hell, quite frankly. I’ve wanted to makelove to a woman for so long, and now you’re here,beautiful and mysterious and sensual…’‘Don’t forget horny,’ she added. ‘Adam, I understand ifyou’re a tad apprehensive. But look at the situation thisway: you’re with a woman that is quite turned on to findout you’re a clean slate and now wants to ravish you likean a****l. I can see fierceness behind those hazel eyes,and I have no doubt you’re fully capable of making mepant. Do you know I’m wet already?’‘Y – you are?’‘Would you like to feel?’She took his hand in hers, parting her legs and peelingback the chiffon fabric that d****d across her thighs. Hebraced himself to feel the softness of cotton panties –perhaps a satin thong. Instead his fingertips glided acrossher.‘Oh, God,’ he murmured. His breath was suckedsharply to the back of his throat.‘I can’t – I shouldn’t,’ he croaked. ‘I don’t know youvery well yet. It wouldn’t be right. I would never want youto think that I was only interested in…in…’She guided his hand lightly across her sex, teasing thevelvet folds with his fingers. Adam could feel thethrobbing, the dizziness swirling through his head.‘Alright,’ she whispered eyes, half-closed. ‘If it makesyou feel any better, I’m a Gemini, my favourite food issushi, and I love c***dren. Now that we’ve gotten to knoweach other, why don’t you feel me from the inside?’She plunged his finger deep inside of her. They bothcried out, she in pleasure, he in shock. Adam felt herwetness smothering his finger and the room started to spin.His eyes rolled upward, the lashes fluttering slightly. Hefelt his body swaying.‘Adam,’ she murmured. ‘Are you alright?’He tried to speak, to reassure her, but his lips wouldn’tmove.‘Adam?’His body slumped forward, his head crashing downupon her lap. A long, low moan fell from his lips. Hecould smell her sweetness; it flooded his nostrils andsoothed his senses as his stomach heaved and twisted. Hefelt her run a tender hand through his hair as his eyesslumped shut.His vision was sharpening. Rope. Winding around hisbody. Digging into his flesh. What was he lying against? Itwas hard, a cold slab. But it didn’t make sense…s**ttered around the living room were clusters ofcandles, their glow stinging his eyes and doubling hisdizziness. He felt his stomach churning, thought he mightthrow up. Breathing deeply, he gritted his teeth and rodeout the wave of nausea.Her voice pricked his ears, floating out from theshadows. ‘Be still and don’t struggle. I d**gged you,Adam. You’ll feel wretched for a while, but the sicknesswill pass.’He tilted his head and strained his eyes until he saw her,sitting in the velvet armchair, watching him. The violet ofher eyes pierced through the darkness, making himshudder. Adam compelled himself to speak, but managedonly a low, gurgling noise.‘Your voice will return shortly,’ she said. ‘Don’t strainit.’She rose and stepped forward. She moved fluidlythrough the darkness, like a panther, her featuresilluminated as the moonlight fell across her face. Shestared down at him. Her expression was unreadable.Finally she knelt beside his rigid body, and he could seethat her eyes were soft.‘I – I normally just do it,’ she said. ‘I offer noexplanation, and by the time it’s over the man thinks he’sgone insane – that he had imagined it all.’She smoothed a lock of his hair with her palm.‘But you’re different, Adam. I meant what I saidearlier. You have a genuine goodness about you.’Adam steadied himself against the slab. He felt histhroat swelling, and this time when he tried to speak hemanaged to choke out words.‘Don’t…understand…’She nodded. ‘And it’s because of your goodness thatI’ll do something rare for you. I’ll let you understand.’Evelyn settled herself on the carpet. She was quiet along time, looking hesitant, as if she didn’t know where tobegin.‘I’m doing this not because I want to,’ she murmured.‘But because I have to.’‘Do –’ he coughed. ‘Do what?’She placed a hand on his arm. ‘Please don’t be afraid.I’m not going to kill you.’This sentence, of course, made him very afraid.‘You’re a religious man?’ she asked. ‘A Christian,yes?’‘Y – yes. Kind of,’ he whispered.‘It’s alright,’ she smiled. ‘Most people fall into the kindof category.’He blinked hard, trying to see her face through thedimness.She noted his problem. ‘Too dark?’ she asked. ‘I preferthe dark, to be honest. But perhaps you’ll feel a bit morecomfortable with a bit of light.’She waved her hand and Adam watched as the candlessurrounding them began to grow, tripling in height beforehis eyes. He let out a terrified squeak as the large flameslapped at the ceiling, overwhelming the room in a searingglow.‘What’s happening?’ he rasped. ‘How did you – whatare you?’She tilted her eyes toward the floor. ‘I don’t entirelyknow,’ she said softly. ‘But I can try my best to help youunderstand what I must do now.’Adam’s senses had been shocked into alertness.‘Untie me.’She shook her head. ‘I won’t. Ask again and I’ll simplycarry out my plans without explanation. You want to hearmy explanation, correct?’The ropes were too thick, too tight. Struggling wouldbe futile, he knew.He returned his gaze to her and tried to make sense ofwhat he had just seen. ‘Are you some kind of witch?’Evelyn gave a sad little smile.‘No.’‘What then?’She looked off in the distance, staring out the windowat the palm trees, their leaves tossed helplessly by thewind.‘You are familiar with the bible?’Adam narrowed his eyes. ‘I guess. The major stuff,anyway.’‘You remember the first chapter? The story ofcreation?’He shrugged.‘Listen carefully,’ she said, her tone serious. ‘The bibleis a document not different to a collection of fairy tales.There’s a bit of truth to it, but please believe me when Itell you that the stories are wrong. Here is how humanitycame to be…’She took a long breath, the weight of her story heavy inher eyes. ‘God created earth, God created Adam. Hedesigned a secluded garden for Adam to live in, but as thedays passed Adam found his existence tedious withoutcompanionship. He became so distraught by the lonelinessthat one day he climbed a willow tree and wrapped a longvine around his neck. As he was about to hang himself,God spoke to him. “Why do you wish to die?” God asked.Adam replied, “Because life holds no joy for me. Becausethis paradise is empty without companionship.” God said,“Shall I give you another man for friendship?” But Adamshook his head and said, “What good would another manbe? Then the both of us would sit, bored, passing our daysin the same manner.” Finally God said, “I will give you acompanion alike in soul but different in body. She will fillyour days with pleasure, and attend to your every desire.”And Adam agreed.’Adam’s forehead crinkled. He was about to ask whatthis tale had to do with their present situation, but shecontinued.‘And so from Adam’s rib, Eve was born. Adam wasdelighted by her, awed by her beauty, bewitched by herbody. God told them both that paradise was theirs, butthey must never eat from the golden apple tree by the lake.If they did, they would be banished from the garden forever. They agreed, and were left to their own devices. Evewas shy and overwhelmed by her strange existence, andshe turned to Adam for reassurance. He wrapped his handround her hair and pulled her to the ground. She screamedand fought wildly, but he took her cruelly, mounting her inthe mud. When he had finished, he told her, “You sprangfrom my body, and are my property to do with as I please.You will serve me however I see fit, and if ever youobject, I will punish you until you recognize your place.”Eve was crying, and he sneered and left her there, andwent lumbering off to bathe himself in the river.’Adam thought her mad – she had to be. Where on earthhad she heard this story? He may not have been a churchregular, but he knew the story of creation.‘The days passed and Adam found great pleasure in hisnew companion,’ she went on. ‘He violated her bodyfrequently, and sometimes he would beat her until shecouldn’t stand, simply for the novelty of it. In the nightEve cried quietly, cursing her wretched existence. Thenone day while Adam napped in the afternoon sunlight, shewent on a walk down by the lake, down by the goldenapple tree. Through the tall grass came a serpent,slithering up her leg, circling her waist, until it d****dacross her shoulders and its tongue tickled her ear. “Whydo you cry?” it asked, to which she replied, “Because Iloathe my existence. Because I hate this place, because Iwant to be free of Adam’s cruelty.” “Escape,” said theserpent. “When the night falls, flee the garden.” “Icannot,” she replied sadly. “There are walls surroundingthe garden, so high one could never hope to climb them.Once when Adam was asleep, I spent all day trying to digbeneath them, but they stretch down to the very centre ofthe earth.” The snake turned her head toward the appletree. “Eat the forbidden fruit and you will be free,” he said.She took an apple from the tree and sank her teeth into itsflesh. Suddenly the earth began to shake, and the cloudsparted. God’s voice came down and said to her, “You haveeaten the fruit forbidden to you, and now you shall beexiled for ever. Flee now, or the punishment shall bedeath.” Eve heard the walls crumbling in the distance, andhope filled her bosom. She looked into the serpent’s eyesand smiled. “Thank you,” she said. “From this dayforward my life is my own.” The serpent kissed her cheekwith his tongue, and she set him upon the ground, and thensprinted toward the distance. Suddenly the vastness of theworld became known to her.’She reached forward and tilted his cheek so that hisgaze met hers.‘But,’ her voice was raw with urgency. ‘That night, asshe slept cold and naked in a cave miles away, a brightlight woke her. When her eyes opened an angel stoodbefore her, gleaming with heavenly splendour. The angelsaid to her, “Woman made from Adam, you have beenbanished from God’s paradise, and now your will is yourown. But because you drove Adam mad with lust, then lefthim in agony, your punishment shall not end withbanishment. You shall be immortally cursed, unable todie, but bitter to be alive. Every five hundred years, youmust commit the very sin that was your undoing: you musttempt a virgin, and then lie with him, or else you shallperish by the end of that year, condemned to an eternity inhell.” ’Adam’s mind was spinning. She’s insane, he thought.The girl’s completely nuts!Evelyn leaned close, so that her sweet breath waftedacross his cheek.‘My name isn’t Evelyn.’ She paused. ‘It’s Eve.’Adam would have laughed if his chest didn’t hurt sobadly.‘Uh huh,’ he glared. ‘You’re the first woman to everexist. And you now happen to be a twenty-something clubhopper in Miami.’Her eyes grew dark. ‘You don’t have to listen,’ shespat. ‘I’ll get what I need from you – whether you believeme or not.’‘What do you need from me?’ he asked, dreading theanswer.‘Your lust,’ she said. ‘I need you inside me, need yourvirginity. Weren’t you listening?’Adam frowned. ‘So this is – it’s been five hundredyears since you had sex?’‘Well,’ she smiled. ‘Five hundred years since I’ve hadsex out of necessity.’‘Look Evelyn,’ he glared. ‘I wanted to have sex withyou tonight. You didn’t have to d**g me and hogtie me.’Evelyn shook her head.‘On the contrary, there are some elements of this liaisonthat you might object to, and I can’t have you fleeing intothe night. I’ll give you fair warning: there will be pleasure,but there will also be pain. I’m no longer concerned withwhether you believe my biography – in five minutes you’llknow the truth. Let’s begin…’‘Wait!’ he cried. ‘What did you mean when you saidthere’d be pain? What the hell are you going to do?’She gave him an empathetic look. ‘I apologize for thepain, but there is no other way. Do you remember what Itold you earlier? I won’t kill you. After this is done, Ipromise I’ll release you unharmed. You see Adam, even ifyou wanted to shout your ordeal to the world, no onewould believe you.’She went to the kitchen, and Adam heard her shufflingthrough items on the counter. When she returned she washolding a ruby apple, the flesh glistening in thecandlelight.‘And so it begins,’ she said, a note of sadness in hervoice. ‘Try not to strain yourself. Be brave, Adam.’‘What the hell is the matter with you?’ he yelled. ‘Letme go you crazy –’He fell silent when the apple began to emit an eerieglow, subtle at first, but within seconds the light wasblinding. Evelyn slit its flesh with her fingernail, and thenheld the fruit above Adam’s mouth. They watched as anelectric red droplet of juice trickled from the fruit anddangled over Adam’s mouth.‘Open your mouth,’ she coaxed.‘So I can drink from a fruit that glows in the dark? Goto hell!’She snarled, grabbing his hair and yanking until hismouth flew open in a scream of pain.‘I’m not going to hell,’ she hissed. ‘And tonight you’rethe reason why.’The little drop of juice tumbled onto his lips, hitting hisflesh with a sharp splat. The juice snaked its way acrosshis tongue, leaving a searing trail as it lunged down histhroat.‘Be brave, Adam,’ Evelyn whispered. ‘Be brave.’He felt his body contort as the juice surged through hisveins, twisting them like poison. A red glow emanatedfrom his flesh; he shrieked at the sight of it. His stomachheaved and quivered, his legs thrashed wildly. His wriststwisted against the ropes like an a****l caught in a trap.Adam’s body was too wracked with pain to notice thatEvelyn had placed her hand on his forehead. By the timethe convulsions had ceased his body was thick with sweat,his lungs struggling to gulp in air.‘W – what was that?’ he said, his voice breaking.‘Sin,’ Evelyn answered.She fetched a knife from the kitchen and began to cutthe clothes from his body, careful not to slice the ropes.Adam continued to cough and shake.‘I like you, Adam,’ she said, slicing the denim from hislegs. ‘I’m not just going to use your body tonight – notlike the others. You’re a good man, and for that reason I’mgoing to make love to you.’As the stabbing pains in his abdomen began to ebb, hecast his eyes upon his captor, and was surprised to findEvelyn unzipping her dress. The slinky fabric tumbleddown her collarbone, sinking to the floor in a rush. Thesoft curves of her breasts caught the moonlight as she tooka step forward, standing before him, presenting herself.His eyes darted to the dark triangle below her navel, asblack as her hair, gleaming with the smallest amount ofmoisture. Pained though he was, he couldn’t help butacknowledge her beauty, his eyes combing over her curveswith a sense of awe.But he had little time to marvel at her body; she wasalready climbing on top of him, her pale thighs straddlinghis torso. He flinched as she leaned toward him, and hersex rubbed against his, leaving a warm, wet trail as itglided forward. Her breasts hovered so close to his mouththat he could see his breath warming her nipples, pricklingthem into tautness.His head was swimming by the time she placed herhand on his chin, tilting his head back so that she couldlook into his eyes, an epic sadness in her face.‘I wish…I wish it didn’t have to be like this. Pleasedon’t hate me, Adam.’He saw a tear glistening in the corner of her eye.‘I don’t hate you, Evelyn,’ he whispered. ‘A momentago I thought you were crazy, but not now.’She managed a weak smile. ‘Are you ready?’He was surprised to find that he was not only ready, butwilling.‘Y – yes,’ he said softly. ‘Will there be much more pain– like before?’Evelyn nodded. She brushed her lips against his, and hefound himself stifling a low moan. His lips parted,welcoming the wetness of her tongue, the heat of her kiss.He strained his neck against the ropes, tasting as much ofher as he could.When at last she pulled away Adam gasped; her skinwas illuminating: an electric, rosy glow. His eyes darted tohis own flesh and he found himself in the same state.‘What’s happening?’‘Don’t be afraid, Adam.’She bent down and her nipple slid between his lips.Before he could think, his tongue was swirling around thetip, his lips sucking in her sweetness. Every time histongue lapped at her flesh, he felt tiny prickles, as if therewere an electric charge coursing through her. It became sostrong that he began to wince, but he refused to part withher, licking and sucking until he felt himself grow weak.When she guided his head back against the slab, herbreast wet with his saliva, she had a serene expression.Her look was infectious, and despite himself, Adam felthis lips mirror her smile.With their bodies lighting up the room like pale stars,Evelyn eased herself backwards until her sex hoveredabove his own. He was frightened, yes, but now he wasconsumed by another kind of pain. Her eyes shifted to hishardness, and as she began to ease her hips down towardthe source of his aching, a tiny drop of her moisturetumbled down, trickling across his manhood – he groanedat the warmth of it – until he bit his lower lip to stifle awhimper.‘Ignore what you see,’ she whispered. ‘Ignore what youhear. Look at me, Adam. Keep your eyes on me.’She tilted her pelvis until she was pressing against him,and she began rubbing herself back and forth, painting himin her wetness. He felt his body melting into the coldstone.‘Oh, God – Evelyn…’Her eyes were sparkling with something that almostappeared to be adoration. Cupping his cheek in her palm,she dipped her head low, and her lips brushed across hisforehead.Then she pressed her body to his, coaxing him deepinside. He could feel her heat even before she engulfedhim, taking him in slowly, letting him savour her inch byinch. When he felt himself completely encased by her shewas still for a long moment, eyes half-closed, relishing theweight of him inside her. She looked down at him–a fallenangel–her hair pouring like a river over her shoulders,brushing against his chest.The story she had told him earlier began to flashthrough his mind, and suddenly he was picturing herpressed against the dirt, her nails digging into the earth interror, as she was taken without love, without the slightesttenderness. And now Adam wanted to take her in his armsand cradle her to him, to take her slowly and gently, tostroke her hair and let soft words waft upon her ears. Buthe felt the ropes rubbing against his flesh and the thoughtfaded from his mind.He looked into her violet eyes, not daring to blink, asshe began to rock her hips. His wrists strained against thebonds. He arched his back, stealing as much contact as hecould.Adam could hear the pants that came in a rush from herlips, could see the beads of sweat gathering on herforehead. But he became aware of another sound – a low,almost inaudible hiss – that was echoing like a choiraround him. It was getting louder…closer. He broke awayfrom Evelyn’s gaze, and what he saw made the bloodfreeze in his veins.From all corners of the room they were pouring down –serpents with scales as sharp as knives. They wereplummeting from the ceiling, coiling in piles, slitheringover the furniture and across the carpet.He opened his mouth to scream, but Evelyn covered hislips with her hand, whispering quickly ‘Don’t look, Adam.They won’t harm you. Don’t look at them – look at me.’She was grinding against him faster, moving her hips infrantic little circles. He swallowed a moan and tried toignore the writhing creatures surrounding them. But bythis point there were hundreds of them, and now theyclustered around the slab; he felt one of them brush againsthis torso, dragging its scales slowly across his flesh, andhis eyes clamped shut as he waited for the creature to slideaway.There was a piercing crack – like lightning – fromabove. Adam’s eyes flashed open and flew to the ceiling.He screamed. A swirling red cloud hovered over them,crackling and churning in a fury of light.The hysteria in his voice cut through the roar of thecloud. ‘Evelyn!’She ignored him, thrusting faster. The wind beatingdown from above whipped her hair into a dark frenzy.‘Evelyn!’ he screamed.‘It’s alright,’ she called. ‘No harm will come to you!’Adam gritted his teeth. He felt the pressure below, feltthe ache in his groin reaching a fever pitch. Evelyngrunted with determination; she seemed to sense howclose he was to exploding. Around them the hiss of theserpents became deafening, rattling the walls and shakingthe slab. Her breasts were bobbing up and down sofrantically that the nipples became a rosy blur, her thrustsunrelenting. He felt himself start to twitch, and Evelyn feltit too. She plunged down with a force so violent that hecould feel the orgasm being sucked from his body. Hisskull dug into the slab. A howl echoed from his throat andthe walls rumbled with his scream.Evelyn’s head shot backward. Her eyes slammed shut.She clenched down, squeezing out every droplet fromdeep inside of him. He felt a wave of electricity tearingthrough her body – a jolt of pain so profound that shebegan to sob, her shoulders heaving uncontrollably. Shetried frantically to steady herself with her legs, and for amoment she seemed so weak that she would fall to thefloor in a trembling heap. The bellowing cloud above themexploded in a deafening burst, smothering the room in acrimson fog as the snakes rolled onto their bellies,twitching and screaming in a shrill chorus.Adam felt a stabbing pain inside his chest, as if hisbones were unhinging within his body, then a jaggedpressure inside his throat–something burrowing its waytoward his mouth. His jaw opened wide. He coughed andretched until he felt the hard object tumble from hismouth, landing with a sharp thud on his chest where thepain had originated. He stared incredulously at the rib,sticky with his saliva.The red mist was dissipating. Adam’s eyes darted to thefloor, relieved to find that the serpents had vanished. Hetook a deep breath.‘Adam?’Her voice was uneven, scratched. He looked up to seeher eyes stained with tears.‘Are you okay?’He nodded.She dabbed at her eyes with her fingers. Then withshaking hands she took the rib and held it close to herface. She seemed lost in thought, eyes cloudy for a longtime before she finally spoke again.‘It’s over now,’ she said. ‘I’ll untie you.’He felt himself sliding out of her warmth, her wetness.She knelt beside him and wiped the sweat from his brow.‘I’m sorry, Adam,’ she said. ‘You don’t deserve suchpain. I wish I had chosen someone else–some musclecoveredjock with a contemptible personality. I‘ve neverdone this with anyone like you.’ She gave him a smiletinged with irony. ‘They say you always remember yourfirst…’‘I – I feel so weak.’‘It’ll pass,’ she assured him.She kissed his cheek.He managed to give her a feeble smile. ‘I understand,Evelyn,’ he whispered. ‘You had to do this. I’ll never hateyou for it.’The words made her lips tremble. ‘I – thank you.’She grabbed the knife from the floor and began cuttingthrough the ropes that wrapped around his legs.‘Let me see you again,’ he blurted.She almost dropped the knife. ‘W – what?’His eyes were earnest. ‘I said I want to see you again.’Evelyn shook her head quickly.‘No,’ she whispered. ‘Don’t you understand? I’mcursed. Damned. I can’t stay in the same place for morethan five years; lest people become aware of the way mybody refuses to age. You need to go home now, Adam.Forget what happened here tonight. It was a dream.’‘But –’‘No!’ she said her tone serious. ‘I don’t have friendsand I certainly don’t have boyfriends.’‘Don’t you ever get lonely? Want someone to confidein? Evelyn, please – I won’t leave until you agree to seeme again.’She moved toward his face, her eyes like open woundsas she studied him. She could see the resolve in hisexpression. She tousled his hair with her fingers. A tearclung to the corner of her eye; when she blinked it traileddown her cheek and across her lips.‘Goodbye, Adam.’He felt her hand tighten around his hair, wrenching hishead forward. When she brought it down hard against theslab, her mournful eyes were the last thing he saw beforeeverything went dark.When his eyelids fluttered open, he wasn’t sure where hewas at first–the room was bare, stripped of furniture andpaintings. His head was ringing. He felt the carpet beneathhis fingers and he turned his head to find that there wereno ropes, no slab – no Evelyn. But his eyes caught acrumpled piece of paper lying several feet away, and helurched toward it, his head reeling. He brought the noteclose to his face and his eyes frantically combed thewords.Dear Adam,Please forgive me. I had to. Friends are a danger Icannot afford. Please understand. Though I doubt it willlift your spirits, I want you to know that I genuinelyenjoyed being with you, and I know you’ll find happinessin this world of cruelty and degradation. Don’t worryabout tidying up after yourself – I’m abandoning theapartment for good. I’ve had enough of the sun and theocean. I’m thinking somewhere where there’s snow.Perhaps Europe…Love,EvelynHe let his body sink to the floor. As he took deep, raggedbreaths, the faint scent of apples curled around his nostrilsas he sobbed into the carpet.

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