book 1

Finally it is over! Finally a new beginning with my own home! My own bed, my own furniture, my own closet-space, my own LIFE! No worthless, deadbeat, cheatin'-ass son-of-a-bitch of a husband to hold me back! Ahh, the divorce had become final, and I couldn't be a happier woman.

So here I am, lying on my brand new California-king, in the middle of the night, with the blankets thrown off of me, enjoying the darkness and the crisp clean PEACEFUL air that surrounds me in my new home. This house is out in a secluded area, surrounded by acres upon acres of land and trees. It is huge, really too big for a SINGLE person, but the more that belongs to ONLY ME, the happier I am! This is a very old house, but new to me, so there you have it. I will though, have to invite my friends out here tomorrow to visit my new paradise. But for now, I know I shouldn't be thinking about men right now, but I sure wouldn't mind having one here tonight to help break in my new bed.

I slide out of bed and inch across the wood floor to my open bedroom door. I peak out into the dark hallway to see what I can see. Nothing but blackness. I stand silently listening for even the faintest sound. I can hear my own heartbeat loud in my ears, but nothing else. Not one peep. I collect myself and begin to walk slowly down the hallway, I know that I left a wall fixture lit at the bottom of the steps to the light the foyer. I'll head down there for a look. Huh, it was probably nothing anyway, I was in deep thought when I heard it. Maybe it wasn't quite as loud as I thought it was. You know old houses. I chuckle a little to myself as I go down the stairs.

Midway down the steps and in full view of the lit entranceway, I must stop. I'm clenching onto the railing with my right hand because I know I just heard a whisper. It is now followed by deafening silence. I am frozen. I just heard it again. My eyes widen as a million horrible thoughts flood my mind. One being "run your ass off", another being, "don't fucking move". Oh God! What the Hell was that? The sudden sound of knocking came from the library across the way from the bottom of the stairs. Three knocks then silence. I know I heard it. I listen for any other sounds as I race down the steps to run for the hills!

A whisper again as I reach the door. One hand on the knob, the other on the deadbolt, I hear a louder whisper "Don't run Myryna". My eyes are as big as coconuts. I DID NOT RECOGNIZE THAT VOICE! I think loudly in my mind. HOLY SHIT! I've got to get the fuck out of here! I don't know WHY, but as I'm unlocking the door I feel like I have to turn around and just look for a second at what IN HELL IS BEHIND ME! So I do.

Oh God! I close my eyes tight, my back against the door, my fingernails clawing it behind me. I just saw a figure in a black robe…standing not ten feet from me! Their hood was drawn and I couldn't even see their face. Now I KNOW -I've got to get the Hell out of HERE! I'm overwhelmed with fear, but I know I must open my eyes. I slowly do and view that the figure is gone. Silence surrounds me again as I think to myself, `I don't want to know where it went!'

I turn quickly facing the door again and unlock it uninterrupted this time. I now make a short sigh of relief and turn the knob. It won't open! No! But it's unlocked! No, No, No! I just unlocked it! I'm pounding on it, kicking it, nearly tearing the knob from it. I stop quickly…What the Hell am I doing?!!! The entire top of the door is a pane of glass! Idiot, grab something!

I place the chair down so I can stand on it and escape. And now, no sooner than I just put it down, I feel a strangely warm soothing breeze come over me, almost hugging me. It has passed me now and reached the broken glass that lies outside. Right before my "coconut" eyes, the glass returns to the door in one piece. I can't move. I now feel a warmth as if someone is walking up behind me, but I hear nothing.

Tears of extreme fear try to break free from my eyes, but to no avail. All of my functions have ceased to work. I can't even turn around. And now…a voice. A deep, deep male voice, spoken with authority. My God.

I'm being turned around. My body isn't moving except to be turned around. I have a shocked look on my face as I stare at the ground, afraid to look up at my intruder. I close my eyes as I just noticed that this is an enormous man in a black robe of some sort. I still haven't looked up at his face. My heart is pumping so hard that my chest feels as if it will burst. Oh Damn, I'm about to die.

My would-be assailant has a hold on me. He's not only looking into my eyes, it seems as though he is looking directly through me and into my soul. I can feel it. I'm still panicked, but somehow I feel safe with him. His eyes are gently speaking to me. His soul is speaking to me. I'm feeling an oddly warm, and…loving feeling come from him. I feel his auras surrounding mine and a vibration through my body. Neither of us moving from this spot, it feels as though our souls are combining into one. His lips lower to mine and I close my eyes and part my lips ready and willing for his kiss.

He has raised his head and taken my hand. The flood of emotion has stopped. This stranger is gazing at me, and now he speaks once more. "Come with me. And please don't worry, you will not be harmed." I am somehow convinced, and I follow him further back into this old dark house.

I am being led down to the lowest level of the house, the coldest level, the part that is under ground. I don't even have any things down here yet. I'm still holding his hand. I feel I am not myself, almost in a trance. I'm unable to speak, unable to really even think clearly. I just feel…willing.

My surroundings are changing. It has been very cold down here, but suddenly there is a wave of heat as we now stand at the end of my long basement hallway. There is nothing down this far, no exit, nothing at all. Why has he taken me here? And why is it all of a sudden very warm?

Behold…A door! He releases my hand and my fear begins to return. I take a step back from the stone door and immediately the cold returns. It chills me, so I take a step forward and it is again warm. I start to think a little more clearly now. What is beyond this door? How in the Hell did a door get here? And by the way, WHO IN THE HELL IS HE? As if he'd heard my thoughts, he smiles and replies, "You're about to find out."

The man opens the door. We walk into a gigantic room, at least fifty yards long and thirty wide; the floor created from the darkest and largest of stones. What in Hell is this place? I think to myself. He turns and looks down at me with a crooked smile and a little chuckle, obviously hearing my thoughts again.

We continue to walk and come upon another door. He reaches for the handle. Finally my sense of speech returns as I am now, even though a bit more calm, still VERY fearful of what awaits me. I stop him from opening the door.

With a scared voice, I begin to plead, "Who are you? Please tell me what I am doing here, what YOU are doing here. What is this place? Please…don't hurt me. I'll do whatever you want, just PLEASE don't hurt me. I just want to know what is going on."

"Woman, please don't beg. Just come with me." He turns and opens the door. I grab his arm…boldly and without thinking first. "Before you called me Myryna. How do you know my name?" He looks down at my hand on his arm with an expressionless face. I quickly snatch my hand back. He looks at me and says firmly, "Just come with me." He then turns to enter the room and I reluctantly follow.

"What do you mean GIRL? I'm grown." I'm now more frustrated than I am scared. But I can tell that my newfound ATTITUDE is not liked. Yes he is probably a killer; he has intruded in my home and he has practically kidnapped me by bringing me down here to some unknown place under the ground…Where I'm sure NO ONE WILL FIND MY BODY…But a minute ago he did kiss me. Why? He also said that no harm would come to me. And for some reason I believed him. But Uh, I'm sure my common sense was just clouded by his soft lips…He probably put a spell on me. I DID just witness some magical act upstairs, so he obviously has some kind of power.

"My name is Markus. I am a warlock. I come from the seventh dimension. You live in the third dimension. What you see, what you touch, how you live and die, the world as you know it is in the third dimension. Now, all dimensions occupy the same space, but in different levels of time. Your time moves by quickly and never ever slows down. In the third dimension, you are born, age quickly and then you die. In my dimension, I live in the same world as you, but time moves so slowly almost not at all, that we seem to never age, never die. It would take one of us thirty-six thousand years to live and die the way you do in eighty to one hundred."

"In my dimension there is an entirely different way of thinking also. We use seven levels of our minds where you use only three. I am able to utilize ten, the extra three allow me to use extra powers, some would call it magic; and so I am a warlock. People in your dimension rarely use more than the three or four levels of their mind, but everyone has them. That is why some of you are called psychic and some of you see ghosts, spirits apparitions. You see those things not because you are crazy, but because you allow higher levels of mind to open up to you. Most of your people don't and so they don't understand. Always remember this, the mind doesn't play tricks, Myryna, it only tries to be open and free.

Let me explain it this way. When you see something out of the corner of your eye move across the floor and you turn quickly to see what it was, but there is nothing there? It really was there, it's just that for a moment, your mind started to open up and you were seeing something in a different dimension. Remember it occupies the same space as you.

Now I know that your maiden name is Myryna Jacobs and that after your older brother died in a car accident a few years ago, you were so devastated that you moved away, gave yourself a new life and got married to some creep… I mean some guy. You and your brother were best friends and when he died most of you died as well."

I am at a complete loss. The thoughts of missing my brother along with these feelings of confusion and disbelief are overwhelming! Is this really happening? This can't be real. How could he know these things?

He stands. "I have to leave now. You need to go get some sleep, for you will have a long day tomorrow. Go about your day as normal and I will return tomorrow night. You need to soak in all that I have told you before I can tell you the most important thing. You must be ready to hear it."

With that he walks toward me. I feel I can't move on my own. I can't even speak. Lifting my chin he kisses me once again. Both of our eyes closed. I feel as though I am slowly spinning in a tunnel and can't open my eyes.

It's now nine o'clock in the morning and I've already taken a shower, eaten breakfast and called my friend Asia. I've invited her over to grill. Now why isn't Monae answering? Fourth ring and I'm whistling to myself. Maybe she's not home…

"I know he would. And he'd be proud that you've made this change in your life and got rid of that asshole Paul! What's that he used to call himself? Big Nasty Bastard? Well it's more like `Big Punk-ass Son-of-a-bitch' if you ask me. But anyway."

I've missed Mideon and Bradshaw too. I haven't seen them for a couple of months. Mideon has always been like a second brother to me, and I used to date Bradshaw. He was also my brother Kane's best friend. We've remained close and always will.

Oh… Well here come the tears. I miss my brother so much. I love him so much. The tears are just pouring. Well that's just the way it is. Let them come. Most times I think of Kane I cry. So what? I will not hold them back. My tears are for him, and so are all my laughs and all of my smiles. I love him so much.

As I start to drive away I look into the rearview mirror at the house. What? I stop the car and stare into the mirror. Everything seems normal. I stare long and hard because I know that a moment ago it looked as though it were a different house… Only for a second though. I think to myself. And I begin to recall that dream. The part where Markus said, "The mind doesn't play tricks, Myryna…" That was a dream… wasn't it? I sit here just…thinking about it.

I arrive at the grocery store and purchase everything I need. Ribs, boneless skinless chicken breasts, barbecue sauce, margarita mix… Oh, and I'd better not forget lite-beer, Foxy would kill. I grab everything else I need and head down the long country roads back home.

After hauling the groceries into the house, I start the fire on the grill. The ribs will take especially long to cook. I then turn on the stereo to a pretty high volume and play AC/DC's High Voltage CD while I make sure the house is in order. I start jammin' my ass off and straightening the kitchen while singing "Ridin' on the highway… goin' to a show…"

I just heard three bangs on the floor coming from the basement… I think. The music is still playing, but I decide to go check out the noise. I go down the dark steps. The only light down there even though it's a humongous downstairs area, is an old pull string light. At least there is sunlight from upstairs to shine down the steps.

When I get to the end of the hall I haven't heard the noise again yet. Maybe it's just the house. It is old. Maybe old pipes or something; I did just run water… But only for a second… No it was just pipes. Yeah that's it…pipes.

I stand there for a second and realize that it's a little warmer down at this end of the hall than the rest of the basement. Hmm, that's weird, I think to myself, recalling my dream. And girl, it was a dream. See! There's no door here.

I'm starting to remember what a dream it was! Now that I realize that it was only dream and that there really was no intruder here, I guess it's safe to think about how sexy that guy really was. Damn, his kiss was tasty, but I'll bet his whole body would have been delicious. A smile comes across my lips. Hmm. He sure was sexy. Whew. I wish he were real. Now I'm thinking of a different song… "My body all over your body babe…"

"Well it started that I was lying in my bed in the dark. I heard a loud screeching noise and went in search of it. I remember hearing whispers and trying to escape from the door… I broke the glass in it…"

"But that's just it. A man came in a black robe and fixed it with magic. He led me through my basement to a secret place and told me about different dimensions and how he's is a warlock… and he knew things. He knew about Kane... He knew my name. It's just so messed up. He even said that he will return tonight."

"Nothing at all. Another thing is that things have been happening today, weird things. And one of them is that just before you came, I followed a noise downstairs to the basement. When I got to the end of the hallway I heard a man's whisper and it sounded like Markus."

One by one they all come up and hug me on their way into the house. They are all sorry for me having to go through divorce. Bradshaw was last. After everyone else is inside, He pulls me close to him and we hug. He knows that inside I have pain that I'll never show. We hold each other tight and he whispers in my ear, "Are you OK girl?"

Night has fallen. Now that we've eaten, danced (a lot) and run through a few card games, we are all sitting in my living room relaxing. Foxy in the recliner, Bradshaw and Mideon on the couch, all three drinking beer, Asia and Monae on the loveseat, and Candra and myself sit on the floor near the fireplace.

The guys just shake their heads and laugh at us. And Foxy is laughing so hard that she's about to wet herself. She hardly ever uses foul language, and even in a fit of rage she says, DARN! That's OK of course, but if we ever heard her cuss out loud, we'd all freak out.

I go over and look out the window in the back of the room. "Do you think it's started to storm and we just didn't notice?" I say puzzled, as I look out into the darkness. No rain. No heavy wind. Hmm. Now I'm really starting to believe in Markus. I close the drapes and turn back around.

Everybody looks at him. I'll go over and warm him up, I think to myself. And I go over and touch his hands. "Damn, John. You are freezing!" I put my left arm around his waist and hold his hands close to me. He looks down at me and says, "Thanks sweetie, you always could warm me up." I'm used to him saying things like that to me, but he still makes me blush. He smiles knowing that. He leans down and kisses my forehead.

Asia turns and looks straight at Bradshaw and I. She has a STERN, but very frightened look on her face as she squints her eyes at us. "Everyone quiet! I don't know about you all… but I am starting to notice a PATTERN HERE!!!" She's still looking at US.

"All right, here is what I want you to do. I want you to ALL stay right here. I'm going to close these wooden doors behind me and go through the house to see what is going on. I don't want any of you to open the doors until I come back." I spoke firmly, as if I were telling small children what to do.

I don't know why, but I think I'll try my bedroom first. I feel that I'm being drawn there. As I walk up the stairs and down the hallway it is very dark. The only lights I'd left on were the lights in the living room. I must stop. I feel that I'm not alone. All is silent, but I think someone is near me. I close my eyes remembering this situation from the night before. I'm so scared.

I completely relax my mind and visualize Kane holding my hand. I smile. He's smiling at me. I feel now as if I am no longer on the earth, but a spiritual plane. I feel completely content, joyful. I'm holding on to my brother and I'm very happy. The world does not exist. It's only he and I. "I love you Kane."

I suddenly open my eyes… Oh my God…Kane! I blink my eyes and he's gone. I swear I saw him standing in front of me. Moonlight shown through a hallway window onto him. Now he's gone and so is the light. It's dark again. I know that was real. "No! Kane no!" Tears start to fall. "I DIDN'T imagine that, I didn't! Oh please no! Please come back…" I fall to my knees and begin to weep the loneliest tears I have ever felt.

A hand has just embraced my right shoulder. "Kane?!" I turn quickly. It's Markus. "Oh Markus… what is happening to me?! What is going on? I am going out of my mind… Please do something, please stop this," I beg.

"Myryna, upstairs you started to become afraid. To overcome this, you removed yourself from this level of mind and placed yourself on a higher one. You cleared your thoughts and entered another dimension. That's where you saw your brother Kane and that's where you'll find the door."

I open my eyes. There it is. Markus smiles at me, with a proud and caring look. We both touch the door and it opens. This place is still wondrous, very intriguing. I've never seen anything like it. It's dark, but very peaceful. "Markus, what is this place?"

"Then understand that no one is BORN in the seventh dimension, you must arrive by other means. For once you are there, you stay the same age for a VERY long time, as I explained before. And most importantly, you cannot reenter the third dimension permanently without a few consequences. One being, that as soon as you arrive, you begin to age just like any other third dimension human, and if you had any powers, they are now gone as well. You will `think' as a third dimension human. Another is that you may NEVER return to the seventh dimension, except in visions or meditation. In other words…you cannot move back. Now there are two very important factors in the transfer. The first is that in order for someone to `bring' you to the seventh dimension, you must be in the MOST vulnerable state possible in human life…That is…near death. The second is that to `come back' into the third dimension, you must be summoned by someone who carries the purest and truest of all loves for you in their heart. Are you understanding me so far?"

"Myryna listen. Back in what is ninety years ago to you, my greatest friend, a warlock like myself, fell deeply in love with a woman from your dimension. It pained me to lose him, but he chose to give up his powers and near-immortality to enter her dimension and live and die with her. And so he did."

My heart is still…somewhat anxious, but at the same time, almost afraid to hear what he is about to tell me. He stands and walks toward the fireplace and then turns back to me, a nervous look on his face. This scares me a little.

I stop raving and swallow…hard, and I couldn't help but look deep into his eyes. Feeling confused by this situation and surprised by my feeling of love for Markus as I look into his soul. He couldn't be telling the truth. But I know somehow in my heart that he IS.

"Myryna, this place belongs to him. This place that you are so intrigued by, it all belongs to Kane. The man you bought the house from, is a friend that used to live in the seventh dimension. He keeps in contact with us, and lives just a few miles down the road. The money you have paid for this house has been returned to you in cash, you'll find it in a wooden box under your bed. This place wasn't REALLY abandoned years ago by his family, Kane created this house for you. You've noticed that it is everything you've ever wanted. An old family home that need loving care, a woman's touch. Everything from the wooden floors, the old-fashioned light fixtures, the grandfather clock you always wished for, and the beautiful gardens and old fountains."

Markus takes my hand. I look at him and choked back my tears. I'm `trying' to prepare myself for whatever is about to happen. His touch is so gentle, but he still scares the Hell out of me…How could I feel safe with him, knowing how we've come to meet? Oh, I don't know……I just don't know WHAT to think right now.

He lets go of my hand and leaves my side. He has gone somewhere behind me, but I can't muster up the strength to turn my head and look. I can feel a light soothing breeze wash over my skin and hair. I don't know where it's coming from. The breeze brushes across the dark pool…ripples form before me. I do not move, but my eyes glance around the room in front of me, the wind slightly stronger now.

My long hair begins to flow behind me as the wind is now a lot stronger, but I remain ever still. And suddenly my gaze falls upon a dark figure approaching me from across the room. My heart begins to race……

He gets closer and closer, long heavy strides……I can't help but close my eyes and silent tears start to flow……I can feel him……I can't look……I can't open my eyes…the tears flow stronger now and I feel him now standing in front of me……

I open my eyes slowly…"Oh Kane, Oh Kane, is it really you?" I am overwhelmed by his presence. He is VERY real. It IS him. He wraps me quickly in his arms and we hold each other so tight…I will never let him go again…ever. "Oh Kane I love you so much!" I cry into his chest.

Markus walks up to us and says, "Kane, I will leave now, and allow you time together. I must tend to some business in my own dimension. And Myryna," he pauses and takes my hand. Kane lets go of me and stands. I turn to face Markus, and he continues, "You have handled all of this very well. You are stronger than I could have imagined. I……I must go, but I'll see you again."

"I know. You should go to them in a moment, but I have to tell you something. You have summoned me with your heart. And now, I am here to stay. But I will live and die now like any other third dimension person."

He tilts his head a little and looks at me strangely -almost as if he's not surprised. He then looks down at the ground. "You have…feelings for him don't you. I was afraid that this would happen. There is something you should know. Maybe it's not my place to tell you, but Markus…has feelings for you Myryna."

"Yes, and he is truly great. And I also believe with all of my soul that he is in love with you. And I fear that he fights it for a reason. He doesn't want to be in love with someone in the third dimension because he could never stay here. That would mean giving up his powers, giving up his leadership…He is a VERY proud man. And he has reason to be."

I feel a little saddened by these words. I do feel as though I am falling in love with Markus, but how could he be this way? I guess that I should understand. I guess that I DO understand. I'd better choke it up and forget about these feelings.

"Myryna…" Kane snapped me out of my thoughts. "Our friends…you should probably go now. And by the way, Markus and I were there when you explained your `dream' and through all of the `strange happenings' we could read their minds. I think that they are ready to hear the truth, they WILL believe you."

"I'm all right. It's only that…well it's only that all of this talk about Kane…And then all of this shit…I don't understand what's going on. I hope we're not all going crazy believing in this `dream' of hers…"

Asia realizes that `Kane' is a touchy subject for Monae. They were lovers and very close. When he died, Monae sort of left into her own world for a while. It was very hard on her. She's a lot stronger now, but is still very much in love with him. "Monae, we're not going crazy…We couldn't ALL be seeing and hearing the same things, girl! I know that this is all pretty messed up, but maybe Myryna will come back with some answers."

He flosses a casual smile at me, and my heart skips a beat. I know that he can read my mind, so I must not think of what he's doing to me. I remember what Kane told me. Let it go. So I'd better change the subject now…

"Please take a seat and listen. Myryna has told you a lot, and so you know who I am. You know `what' I am. And I know that all of you believe her. That's good. For I am about to let you in on something else."

Markus goes on to tell them how this all came to be. My friends look at each other unsure of these words, but remain silent. Bradshaw looks at me almost to ask if this is true. I smile at him and nod. He comes over to me and takes my shoulders in his hands, staring into my eyes. "Myryna, is this true?"

I happen to glance my eyes toward Markus who looks a little disgruntled at the affection I now share with my close friend. What's wrong with you? I think to myself. He raises his eyebrow and looks me up and down smugly, as if to say "Nothing's wrong with ME." He must have heard my question. He then turns away. I let go of Bradshaw.

Foxy's eyes are HUGE! And suddenly…there she goes…she's passed out. Candra runs to her and tries smacking her face, but she can't help but keep looking back at Kane. "Oh my God it really IS Kane!" She looks back down at Foxy smacking her cheek a little harder this time. "Foxy wake up!"

Everyone becomes silent as Monae and Kane stare at each other. She has her hands up to her mouth as a flood of emotions engulfs her. "How could this be?" Tears begin to fall uncontrollably. We all start to tear for them as well as for ourselves. "Kane…Kane is it REALLY you?" She is about to lose it as he rushes to her and grabs her into his arms. She loses it anyway.

Now I lay here, in the darkness of my bedroom once again. Only this time my thoughts are of my brother and of Markus. Kane has come back to me…Kane has come back to me. My brother, my best friend. I will never take advantage of him again. And as I sit here……Oh, here come the tears…

I look away shyly and start to play with a lock of my hair. "Uh…Markus? What could you want to tell me about HIM?" I'm hoping to hurry and change the subject because it's growing increasingly harder for me to hide my feelings for Markus.

"He said, `To love someone you must give to them all of yourself. That is something that I cannot do.' And then he left. Myryna, I only wish him to be happy and I know that he is not. I also know that YOU are feeling something for him."

I'm unable to sleep, and it's been an hour since Kane left my room. Oh Markus, I can't hold back these emotions. They are just too strong. I lie to myself and try to deny just HOW strong. But I can't any longer. I love you.

Nothing but silence in this space. This house, this room, this heart that somehow feels empty without him. Yeah, SOMEHOW is right. How could it be that my soul is broken without him. A man I've known but two days. Two long days though.

The moonlight seems much brighter now. The room lit almost completely. I notice that he wears no robe this time, but a long sleeved black shirt, unbuttoned to his waist, and black slacks. I boldly reach and place my hands at his waist, they're black jeans not slacks; revealing a more human side of him that I'd not yet seen until now. I smile. His hair is a beautiful shade of red that glistens in the light as it is draped across his shoulders. He is absolutely taking my breath away…

"No, don't say anything yet. I just want you to know that I understand your reasons for staying away from me. But I have to tell you before you go that…I am in love with you. I can't live without you near me. I don't know where all of these emotions are coming from, but I just…I don't know what else to say…just…Oh please forgive me for this……"

With those last words I kneel on the bed, place my hands on the back of his head and kiss him. I can no longer resist. This is it. "Just go for it" I tell myself. I continue to give my soul to him with this passionate kiss.

And to my surprise Markus stands, swoops me into his arms, and lies me gently on the bed, his body pressed firmly against mine, and gives me a part of himself in the most passionate, loving kiss that anyone has ever felt.

After a moment of trying to stop himself he cannot. Markus slides his warm hand under my night gown and up to my waist while kissing my lips. He massages my soft skin, my waist…my breasts……his tongue delving deeper into my mouth and I accept him, his taste is so sweet, sweeter than I remember……

"Oh." She smiles, a bit disappointed yet somewhat relieved, and turns to him as she opens the freezer. He smiles back. "What kind?" She now searches through the freezer and finds what she's looking for. "There is…Rocky Road……Uhhh…Neapolitan and…" She grabs the last carton and turns it to see what flavor. "And plain old va…" Kane comes up from behind and quickly places his hand on hers as she holds the vanilla ice cream. They stand there for several seconds in silence as Kane looks at her. She gazes up into his eyes and remembers EVERY SINGLE REASON she has always loved him and it makes her nervous. "Um…" She looks away, his hand still on hers. "Uh, Myryna sure likes ice cream doesn't she?" She smiles.

"Oh Markus…Oh your touch is……..Mmmmmm…." I moan uncontrollably with my eyes closed in the darkness……he's exploring every part of my body with his warm masculine hands, not missing an inch of my searing flesh…"Ohhh!"

Oh! He tortures me with his succulent lips as he devours every line and every curve of my wanting body. He is a BEAST…FEASTING upon my flesh…This passionate animal has complete control…I am at his mercy……"Markus!!!"

He lowers down my body and kneels before me. He is removing his shirt. Ohhh……as it falls behind him the moonlight reveals his beautiful creamy flesh and tantalizing inked portraits that adorn his arms…I can hardly take this anymore…my breath is racing but I believe my heart has stopped………No…there it is…pounding harder than ever as Markus grasps my hips and pulls me forcefully toward him. I open myself to him as he lowers his heated mouth to my waiting womanhood……………

Kane slips a hand into the curtain and draws it back. He slips onto the bed. He has undressed as well and she smiles, wanting him. He begins by placing moist loving kisses over her entire body, caressing her thigh when he does this…and then her waist…her breasts. He removes her bra and engulfs her tender nipples within his sweet mouth. She's riving in ecstasy! "Mmmm, Kane…" She inhales deeply and closes her eyes.

He kisses her once and then slides his middle finger into her, wanting to feel every part of her…."Mmmmm" and another finger this time with a little more pressure. He strokes her inner walls and she creams for him……His own anticipation is getting stronger and stronger. He finishes this and lays his body over his love's. And giving her THE most sensual kiss, he enters her…slowly and they make love…remembering, sharing, completing each other.

Markus hungrily tastes every part of me. I am in AGONIZING pleasure…"Markus"……I can only speak his name in whispering moans. He stands now, and unfastens his jeans. I rise to my knees and move his hands out of the way, "I want to do this," I say, unzipping the pants. I slip my hand inside discovering that he wears no underwear and finding him MORE than ready for me. I remove his jeans and then begin to massage him……He feels extremely hot and has the softest skin……Mmm…"Markus…" I interrupt myself by sucking at his right nipple and loving his taste. "Markus, I want you…now…" I whisper. I am turned on by everything about him, from his beautiful red hair to his soft skin…and his hardening nipples when I taste them………….

He lies me on my back and climbs on top of me. He kisses me as if he would never taste my lips again. He is so affectionate and loving for a man of his size……He might intimidate other people, but to me he's just sexy, pure…and simple.

He interrupts, "Myryna, I am here with you now. So don't go and worry your little head about me. Everything is going to be fine. You stay here with Asia and I'll be right back. We're just running down the road for a minute. And anyway, you need the rest…" He pulls back from me and looks down into my eyes. "because you DO have a headache, DON'T you?" He smiles charily.

Asia and I sit on the big couch. She gets very comfortable as she awaits my `detailed' story. I'm glad that she called Dwayne last night and told him that she would be staying here until this afternoon, because we haven't been able to talk like this for a while.

"He came to my room last night and we talked. I told him that I've fallen in love with him. And he told me the same." Tears threaten my eyes. "Well, I didn't want him to leave. I asked him to stay… and we made love. Asia, I have finally `Exhaled'. He is the one."

What? I turn around to see who or what it is. "Ohhh!" I am stunned to see that Markus has just walked through the sliding door with at LEAST FOUR dozen red roses draped over one arm. He looks at me with love in his eyes.

When I turn around to Asia, she is crying with tea towel up to her face. "Oh, I can't take this anymore! Myryna, he is so sweet!! I'm going to leave you two alone now. Ohh!" Her tears continue as she leaves the room. And suddenly she turns back to us, her tears on hold, "Do you think you could have a talk with my husband later? He could stand to learn a couple of things."

"Thank you so much for these beautiful flowers. You really didn't have to do this." I take a few at a time and prepare them for vases. They will be absolutely gorgeous throughout the house. Ooo, I'll even put some in my room.

My back is to him, thank goodness, for I am overwhelmed and blushing like a schoolgirl. "You are so sweet to me." I finally turn around and face him. I can now tell by his expressionless face, that something is not right. "Markus, what is wrong?"

That's all he is going to say? Markus? These two are staring at each other as if they're going to `take it outside'. God, MEN. And look at KANE! He is loving it. I walk over to him and punch him in the arm. "Kane." I say sternly and under my breath. "Kane!" He looks at me.

I quickly turn to Kane and Markus before they too try and run out the door. "Listen to me. I want you ALL to WAIT HERE. I will do this. DON'T…come out there unless I NEED you to. I will handle it." I run out the door.

Even though nothing is funny right now, I still have to laugh to myself because Monae is just like ME…DON'T TAKE SHIT FROM ANY MAN! She doesn't care that Paul is a seven footer like my brother and Markus, and even heavier. I turn my head slightly and notice my friends in the window. Paul can't see them from where he stands.

I take Paul's hand in both of mine and pull it to my heart. "Paul…" I swallow hard. "Paul, you're right……I can't look you in the eyes and say that I don't love you anymore…….. I have to look you in the eyes and honestly say……………I CAN'T FUCKING STAND YOU ANYMORE! GET TO STEPPIN'!!!!!!!"

Paul can't believe it's KANE! This is great. He's scared to death. Markus grabs him from Kane's grip and throws him against the truck. "If you weren't about to piss your pants I could enjoy kickin' your ass!"

He straightens his clothes and goes back to his truck, but I have to say something to him first. "Oh, and Paul." He turns around. "Next time you're coming over, call first so I can make sure everyone gets a good seat and some popcorn to watch you get your ASS KICKED!"

It's late that same night. Everyone has gone home except for Monae. Kane comes to me in the library where I've just put some roses. I take one out and close my eyes as I inhale its sweet fragrance. "Kane, I was lost without you. And now I feel that I have gained not only my brother who was my life, but Markus…" A tear runs down my cheek and I smile, looking away from my brother. He comes over to me.

He lifts me off of the floor in a king-size hug. Man I can't breathe! "Kane I can't breathe!" He laughs and lets go. My feet hit the floor as I fake gasping for air. He walks out toward the front door laughing and I follow him. "Man you broke my ribs!"

Markus leads me out the back sliding doors into the darkness. We are walking toward the clearing in the woods where there is a pool. It is not at all like the one I saw in my basement with Markus. It is in the ground like that one, but this one has the clearest water, and is lit below the surface by soft pink lights.

I nearly tear to myself as I remember something. Markus told me that my brother created all of this for me. I remember that this pool is what really `sold' me on the house. I remember that when I was younger I told Kane that "someday I would like to swim in pink waters with my true love and kiss him under the moonlight…" I used to tell Kane all of my dreams, but I never thought that my older brother REALLY listened. Now I know that he did. I am very lucky to have a brother like him.

We have reached the clearing. It is surrounded by lit candles and white and lavender orchids are placed near each. Orchids also have been placed in the pool and the moonlight dances along with the movement of the water. I turn to Markus. No words are spoken between us. Just a passionate and benevolent kiss, full of our love, full of our need for each other.

Oh, no I don't see him. He's under the water. I can't help but giggle out loud. Oh no he's going to catch me. I hurry and dive back under and swim across the pool. I hope he's not coming this way. Well I WANT him to catch me…but it's still scary being chased. What have I gotten myself into? I rise to the surface……Where is he?

"Oh, no! Not the wrath of Markus!" I fake shivering. "Please don……" He grabs me in his arms and begins torturing me by tickling me. "Don't!! Markus Stop!!" I can't help but laugh hysterically…This is KILLING me!

I'd better move fast. TOO LATE. He's much quicker than I thought he would be. He pulls me to him and captures my lips with his. We both moan together as we suck each other's tongues. Mmm. He is sweeter and sweeter every time.

He lifts me and I wrap my legs around his waist. He kisses my neck and now my breasts………ohhh……he's causing chills across my skin. He begins to suck my firm nipples one at a time paying equal attention to each. I pull the back of his gorgeous wet hair probably a little too tightly. I inhale deeply…………"Mmm, Markus"…..I'm barely able to exhale.

He lifts me onto the edge of the pool and my legs IMMEDIATELY part for him. HE looks at me with a sly smile and places his face between my legs, tasting every part of me and playing my inner walls with his long wet tongue. I'm about to scream in ecstasy as he takes in all of my juices and hums into me. The vibration of his voice makes my body scream!!

I am amazed to find that there are candles lit here as well. The house is dark, but candles light the kitchen, the stairs and the hallway up to my bedroom. He pulls me back into the kitchen. "Let's stay here for while, I have a thirst that needs to be quenched."

He lifts me to the breakfast bar and lies me down. He pours the cool champagne onto my stomach and proceeds to lick it off. The cold sensation followed by his heated tongue sends my body into a tidal wave. He climbs on top of me and sucks at my nipples, they BELONG to him…all of me BELONGS to him. "Ohhhh, Markus, I need you……I need to feel you inside me…………"

He lowers his body closer to mine and slides his rock hard shaft into my waiting entrance. He moans low as he thrusts deep inside. Back…….and forth…Back………and forth……..Mmmm, this slooooow torturous motion is Heaven and it is Hell……I raise my hips as he rocks me with a powerful rhythm………Our souls combine as we begin to reach climax. Markus has picked up his pace and forces himself into me harder and faster than ever before!! We both scream out in pleasure as our fluids come together in a raging storm of orgasmic ecstasy!!!!!!

His arms wrapped firmly around me, he turns his head toward the darkness of the living room. I gaze into the room myself and see the orange and red lights of the stereo come on. He amazes me. A song begins to play…it's `No Ordinary Love' by Sade. The rhythm plays through the speakers throughout the house……The luxury of surround sound. We gaze into each other's eyes, and he gives me a sly smile.

As we enter the room he stands behind me licking and biting my neck as I observe my vase of roses on the nightstand. My champagne colored satin sheets are sprinkled with rose petals; the satin comforter turned down.

I lean my head to the side, exposing more of my neck for him and as he continues this painful pleasure. His left hand caresses my left breast, massaging, coursing; his right hand slides down the front of me reaching my warm waiting womanhood and entering his middle finger deep inside. "Uhhh," I exhale, I can't take much more. He penetrates me harder and harder each stroke with more force…another finger…his massage is brutal! I cream for him and he turns me around to him, his fingers still inside.

We kiss and I stroke his face, his hair and his back…CLAW his back!! We move to each other in the rhythm of the music! This passion is maddening. He removes his fingers from me and runs his tongue across them, only intensifying my desire for him. He knows this.

He picks me up and lies me on the bed. He takes a rose from the vase and explores my body with it circling my tender nipples, sliding it down my waist and down to my kitten. He strokes me with the head of the rose, and I only wish it were he instead… He places it to his face, breathing its scent, "The flower is in envy of your fragrant bouquet."

Markus reaches into the nightstand and pulls out a blindfold. Oh really now? I think to myself. With his evil grin he covers my eyes with it. I am MORE than willing to play the victim in his game -whatever it may be.

He flips me over, face down and handcuffs my wrists to the bedposts. He kneels behind me and pulls my hips to him. He begins to FUCK me, just as I'd asked. Very forceful, very rough, I'm screaming his name, his grip is FIRM on my hips, his drive is unrelenting!

He climbs on top of me his body pressed firmly against mine to keep me still as he removes the cuffs and the blindfold. He has underestimated my strength and I push him off of me and jump on top of him! I kiss him madly and immediately go down to his rising manhood. A lesser man wouldn't be ready to go again this soon! I am very PLEASED!

"I love you Myryna." He pulls me a little closer and I slide my hand slowly down to his beautiful dick that I love so much. We fall asleep in each other's embrace. I definitely will remember this when he is gone.