Chapter 17

The soft light from the moon stood as a witness to the intense love shared between these teenagers; the cold air danced around them, but it was impossible to get in between because they were glued to each other, even stronger than the grass with the earth, tighter than knots locked by a giant.

Bree held Andrea so close like she needed Andrea to be a part of her, that mania was met with no resistance from the other party.

Andrea submitted herself to the caress of Bree, the fanaticism. Truthfully, she was Bree's slave all along.

Their tongues fought in callowness for minutes, both biting and licking at the same time in a beautiful rhythm.

For those minutes, the world was completely behind them, the only thing that mattered was the love they shared, the lust that clouded their minds from reasoning. The pain of departure was left behind in the dust, they were drunk in love and lust.

"When you return," Andrea said after they both let go of each other "you'll