Yet, she could not sleep. Her room‟s window
was open and cool breeze wafted in now and
then from the garden outside their apartment.

Despite the light gown she was wearing, she
still felt a bit hot and soon concluded that
she needed more fresh air, pulling the thin
material up to her waist and turning to lie
supine on the bed with her eyes staring up at
her ceiling fan. At first, the steady breeze
since cooling her wafted in like before,
caressing her limbs and torso and spreading
to her b---m to calm her racing heart. She
parted her long legs on the bed sheets and
exposed her inner thighs to the beautiful night
air all around her, shifting up the negligee she
was wearing to reveal her b-----s and chest
when it became obvious to her that the heat
she was feeling before was slowly dissipating
from her body.

She was so caught up in the night’s serenity
and cool atmosphere that she failed to notice
the breeze taking human form near her hips
with outstretched arms of air caressing the
curves of her behind until it was too late.
Suddenly she was violently swung round with
one quick stroke and pinned face down to the
bed by an unknown force emanating from
nothing more than the mild breeze around
her. Brenda‟d been jerked wide-awake by this
abrupt and vigorous rotation to her person
but could not even let out a whisper in her
current position since her face was now
pushed into the pillow and she was struggling
to breathe let alone mouth a screaming
protest. Her writhing body was held in
position by an unforeseen entity and was so
helpless that she could not even resist the
obvious upward pull of her negligee by this
invisible terror. “Oh, God…please…!” she tried
to scream, but got winded by the effort amidst
the heavy thumping she could now hear
coming from her chest.

Since her arms were immovable, she couldn‟t
knock something over in order to alert Jane,
who was undoubtedly fast asleep in the next
room at that unholy hour.

And the penetration, when it came, was a very
easy one. Her entire body was now motionless
with heightened fright as the tension holding
her down began pushing in and out of her
privacy. Of course she now realized that this
had happened before, yet she was not going
to blame herself for having forgotten it all
afterwards and telling no one. Who wouldn‟t?
Such a terrible experience was best locked
away in one‟s innermost nook of
unconsciousness! The vile thing now violating
her must be a figment of her imagination, and
for a fleeting moment, she wondered whether
she was actually going mad! The thing
pummeling her insides was now alive of its
own free will and she couldn‟t deny the fact
that it was actually hitting the right spots
inside her.

She suddenly realized that her body had
unashamedly taken hold of itself, involuntarily
beginning to push her up more vigorously
than was necessary, and concluded that she
had lost all sense of reason and control of her
faculties. Their rhythm together was now in
harmony and she tried to push out of her
mind any thought of actually enjoying this
oppressively horrible episode with terror, itself,
to no avail! “Oooooooh!

Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah….Pleaaaaseeee!” she
found herself m0an!ng when her head was
suddenly released from the pillow. It was
becoming a joyous occurrence and she
couldn‟t resist the sweet tremor continuously
shooting up her spine as her aggressor kept
increasing the tempo of its aggression.
Now she was on all fours, her limbs
passionately resisting the forward push she
was getting from behind, and then she was
ecstatically kneeling upright, her mate
brazenly digging into her as her excitement
heightened to a crescendo. “Faster! Faster!

Faster!” she kept shouting, bracing herself as
the ultimate pleasure kept sweeping through
her entire being. “Please, don‟t stop…

Nooooooooo! Yeeeeeeeeeeeee!”
Her o----m was a quick succession of
muscular contractions that built up into an
explosion so bizarre in intensity that she was
sent rocketing non-stop to the moon and
beyond before seeing stars lit up brighter than
the sun and filling the void of her womb. Yet
it was not over. Her mate was still pounding
her insides to shreds. She was now holding on
to the bedpost as the structure kept squeaking
underneath their weights.

The night was going to be a long and drawn
out one.