Return to the normal life was more difficult for Melissa
Charleroi than Steven Mac Dantosch thought.During the days she felt wounded by
the many pictures of her father hanging on the walls and staying on the desks,by
the very many things also which he used when alive.Her mother could not know the
truth,because if she learnt it her life would lose all sense.So
understandably,Melissa Charleroi expierenced yet another constant shock,a visual
one,day by day.She had to be careful never to show her torment,whenever her
mother was with her.When her mother stoped at any of the desks and took one of
the pictures to her hands Melissa thought she was nearing an explosive
breakdown.Somehow she managed to get through during such situations.She let
Steven Mac Dantosch know how much tormented did she feel.
-“I know,Melissa,what you’re feeling,I’m so sorry.But you know,your mother
needs you.Let’s try yet another month or two.Can you manage it,Melissa?”- He
advised her,sounding worried at the same time.
-“It’s difficult,Steven but I think I can manage it.I do it for my mother.I
love her so much!”- She answered.
-“But…what’s then?”- She asked before he managed to say anything.
-“What about going to Australia? Or to the United States? My parents are
there. My sister,my friends…”- He proposed.
A sparkle of joy appeared in her eyes.
-“I’d love it! With you,Steven,I’m ready to go to any place of the world!
Just for you and only for you!”- She announced with a real joy in her voice.
-“I’d love to go to New York,especially.You said your sister lives
there.”- She added.
He smiled to her.
-“So,Melissa,we’ve got our decision:we go to New York soon.My
sister,Emmanuelle,is a fashion designer there.My father's got a business centre
at the World Trade Center and there is an office waiting for me.New York is a
fantastic town.A magic one.”- He kissed her gently.
He felt happy in such moments because they proved there was a chance for the
woman he loved to recover fully.As for the time being the prospect of full
recovery was a far cry.Especially at nights.There was not a single night she
would not have nightmares.All sorts of terrible nightmares which caused that she
woke up violently and screamed in the middle of the night,with her eyes
expressing a sheer horror.
Steven Mac Dantosch had to treat her gently,like if she were a child.He kept her
in his arms,put his hands on her head and kissed on her forehead.
One night she was especially agitated after a nightmare which woke her up.She
was trembling for long minutes despite being in Steven Mac Dantosch’s warm
arms.She could feel his heartbeat as much as he felt her heartbeat.Despite this
she still trembled.
-“Oh,Steven,I was raped by a gang.First five or six people,then ten or a dozen
and then…a hundred.Oh,goodness!”
-“That’s not real,that’s only a nightmare,Melissa.”- He tried to make
-“Oh,Steven,I’m probably becoming nuts!”
-“No,Melissa,that’s only nightmare! That’s a reaction of your mind to your
past,evil expierences.You’ll win over your nightmares,you’ll see,Melissa.”
-“Oh,Steven,really?”- She looked frightened.
-“Really,Melissa,really! Believe in yourself and fight for yourself,the way as
you are.You’ll win,Melissa.”
-“Oh,I don't know,Steven?”-She sounded unconvinced and hesitated.
-“You must be determined,Melissa.You have me at your side!”- He would be
unable to calculate how many times he said that words to her.He tried to inject
in her a belief she was capable to be herself,with no nightmares anymore.
Somehow he always succeded with his persuasions because she finally slept
peacefully at his side,her hands on his breasts.She breathed gently and looked
so beautiful,an angel during a sleep.
He looked at her for long minutes then and there was a sadness sculptured on his
handsome face.Three months perhaps passed when they both came to that house,the
house of her mother and brother.They slept together and never had sex.He
understood her,she was yet not ready.The most important was getting rid of her
nightmares and lay them to rest.Only she could do it by herself,eventually.But
he was a man! A young and fruithful man! While lying next to her he shivered and
his body boiled.He thought he was going to burst from the heat which engulfed
him from within his body. He was like an awakened volcano.So much that he had to
run to bathroom and masturbate himself.And then there was left a shame.Just a
shame! He,the handsome man lying next to such a beautiful woman as Melissa was
and he did what he did.What a shame! American law enforcements would put him to
jail for that.He heard that in some US states,in Texaco amongst others,no oral
or anal sex could be performed in the privacy of individuals homes.Nothing
strange that even a US president could say that the so called oral performance
was not sex at all.It would be hard to swallow seeing a US president
brought,with handcuffs on his hands,to a local prison like if he were a criminal
Steven Mac Dantosch had much wider horisons when it came to sex.The revelations
of Kama Sutra had no wonders to him.He had them in his little finger and he
could do definitely much more than it was portrayed there in the oldest book on
sex and erotics.His dilemma was that he could not initiate sex with Melissa.He
could not do it to her.Not yet.Because if he did it he would become part of yet
another set in her inner nightmares.The offer of sex would have to come from
her.Of course,it would be love rather at its most,with sex as part of it.So he
had no any other option as to wait patiently,even if it meant months of grilling
himself from the heat accumulating within his body while sleeping next to her.
He had a deep sleep when he got again awakened by her screamy,high pitched
voice.God,it was four a’clock at night! He put light on and looked at
her.There was an absolute fear in her eyes.She trembled even more than
usually.He took her hands into his hands.
-“Melissa,wake up! You’re with me! With your Steven! Wake up! That’s only
a nightmare!”- He said. But her eyes were still wide opened and with
expression as if watching something many kilometers away.Steven Mac Dantosch got
alarmed.Her eyes had really a maddening expression.
He took her head into both his hands and shook her.Only then did her eyes give a
sign of recognition.
-“Yes,that’s me,Melissa.You had only a bad sleep,a nightmare I suppose.”
-“Oh,Steven,so bad nightmare!”
-“Narrate it to me.”- Steven Mac Dantosch knew that any time she could share
the details of her nightmares with him she recovered faster and to a more full
-“I was kidnapped by a number of ugly guys.”- She began to narrate the story
of her nightmare,the second one at the same night.-“They brought me somewhere
to an awful place,long deserted by any decent person.They began to rape me.Their
piggish alike bodies were full of sweat and stench.I thought I was dying from
despair and agony.And then,oh God,I saw something else: their penises
alone,without their bodies which disseappeared,were entering my body from all
sides.They pierced my body as if they were enormous screws.And then,oh God
Almighty,every single penis,perhaps two dozens or even three dozens of
them,changed themselves into…snakes.I was no longer the way I am.What remained
of me was only my skeleton and my skull.The snakes could freely pass through any
part of my skeleton but what was the worst was that they passed also through
what used to be my mouth,eyes and ears.They went in and out.The snakes which
were metamorfoses of the penises of those who raped me,perhaps of those who
raped me in my real life.Despite having no eyes I saw it all.My skull became a
death’s-head.Oh,goodness,I probably have to dash out my brains!”
Steven Mac Dantosh was thrilled himself with what he just heard.He took again
her head into his hands and then began to stroke her.
-“Oh,Melissa,you had indeed a horrific nightmare.I don’t know what to
say.”- Steven Mac Dantosch felt devestated.-“You see,there is something
terribly wrong within your mind.Something what causes that your nightmares do
not go away from you.Your mind is like a boat on a sea during a storm.What you
need is to put your mind into your hands,as if your mind were a helm and you
were a boatman on whom it were dependable to get out of the stormy sea
harm,simply away from the storm.You need to take your mind into your hands an be
a person at the wheel.Perhaps that could help…”
-“But…how can I do it while sleeping? The nightmares come over and over
then,while I am sleeping.”
-“Oh,Melissa,I don’t know.Perhaps you should enter a psychiatric and
psychological therapy.I think it would help.”
-“I’m not a mad woman!”- Melissa objected.
-“Yes,I know. But…there is something within your mind you don’t know how
to deal with it.Something what proves you lost a certain percentage of ability
to defend yourself from the harm’s way.I’m talking about your mind.
-“Perhaps you’re right,Steven.We have to talk about it in the morning.”
-“Yes,Melissa.Let’s have a bit more sleep.”
-“Can you kiss me,please?”
-“Oh yes,my darling!”-Steven Mac Dantosch kissed her gently on her forehead.
-“Steven,kiss me on my mouth.”- She whispered.
Hid did so and had impression an archfresh light entered his mind.It was
certainly the case also with Melissa because when she already slept,fifteen
minutes later,her face mirrored happiness.
It was in fact their first so erotic kiss.It made him to regain his belief that
one day Melissa will really be free of her nightmares.That day- and
night,naturally- had to come….To be continued...
author: Thaddeus Hutyra. Address: Frederik de Merodestraat 1.
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