The successivo couple weeks were torture for Michael. Every time he kissed Ashley, he wanted to go further. He knew it was wrong, but there will come a night...where he will want to make Amore to her...and Ashley knew it. It was torture for her, too. While she was in the lair, dancing, one particular thought came to her mind.
'I want out of this torture...but how can I get out of this?!' She thought.
It had hit her like a ton of bricks. She had to be severely sick to get out of dancing.
'Now how am I gonna get really sick?? Hm...'
Once she stopped dancing, her sister looked at her, her eyebrow of evil raised.
"Okay...you're done for the day. Go back to your cell, bratty little sister." Sarah said.
The guards took Ashley and led her back to her cell. She was still thinking of ways to make herself sick. She knew Sarah didn't like it when she was sick because Sarah had to watch her when they were younger. Sarah hated it and hated her for that particular reason.
Back In The Cell
Michael was looking in Ashley's cell, wondering when she'll be back in. He still had the urge to make Amore to her. He remembered what she told him when they were growing up.
'I told my mother that I would stay pure until the right guy came along for me.' He thought, hearing her voice say that in his mind.
He heard the cell door open and heard Ashley talking to herself.
"How can I get really sick?? This is so confusing..." She said.
Michael walked into the cell and looked at her.
"There are possibly no ways to get sick, unless te know what to do." He told her.
She jumped and looked at Michael and sighed in relief.
"Dear God, Michael, te scared me."
He chuckled and walked up to her and hugged her and held her close. "Sorry if I scared you." He replied.
She hugged him back. "Eh, no biggie."
He looked at her and she looked at him. He leaned down and kissed her and she kissed him back. She looked into his eyes and could tell what he wanted to do...and she allowed it. It was getting late, so why not? Michael kissed her again, making her fall onto her bed. If anything, she wanted to make Amore to him, too. He kissed her neck and she sighed. He looked at her.
"Are te sure about this, Michael?" She asked.
"Do te want to?" He asked back.
She nodded and soon enough, "business" was going down...under the covers.
After 30 Minutes
They lay under the covers of her bed, panting, sweating...and naked. Ashley cuddled up to Michael and put her head on his chest. Michael wrapped his arm around her.
"I Amore you, Ash." He said.
She looked at him and replied, "I Amore you, too, Michael."
Michael smiled and then they both fell asleep, the urges gone for good.
'I want out of this torture...but how can I get out of this?!' She thought.
It had hit her like a ton of bricks. She had to be severely sick to get out of dancing.
'Now how am I gonna get really sick?? Hm...'
Once she stopped dancing, her sister looked at her, her eyebrow of evil raised.
"Okay...you're done for the day. Go back to your cell, bratty little sister." Sarah said.
The guards took Ashley and led her back to her cell. She was still thinking of ways to make herself sick. She knew Sarah didn't like it when she was sick because Sarah had to watch her when they were younger. Sarah hated it and hated her for that particular reason.
Back In The Cell
Michael was looking in Ashley's cell, wondering when she'll be back in. He still had the urge to make Amore to her. He remembered what she told him when they were growing up.
'I told my mother that I would stay pure until the right guy came along for me.' He thought, hearing her voice say that in his mind.
He heard the cell door open and heard Ashley talking to herself.
"How can I get really sick?? This is so confusing..." She said.
Michael walked into the cell and looked at her.
"There are possibly no ways to get sick, unless te know what to do." He told her.
She jumped and looked at Michael and sighed in relief.
"Dear God, Michael, te scared me."
He chuckled and walked up to her and hugged her and held her close. "Sorry if I scared you." He replied.
She hugged him back. "Eh, no biggie."
He looked at her and she looked at him. He leaned down and kissed her and she kissed him back. She looked into his eyes and could tell what he wanted to do...and she allowed it. It was getting late, so why not? Michael kissed her again, making her fall onto her bed. If anything, she wanted to make Amore to him, too. He kissed her neck and she sighed. He looked at her.
"Are te sure about this, Michael?" She asked.
"Do te want to?" He asked back.
She nodded and soon enough, "business" was going down...under the covers.
After 30 Minutes
They lay under the covers of her bed, panting, sweating...and naked. Ashley cuddled up to Michael and put her head on his chest. Michael wrapped his arm around her.
"I Amore you, Ash." He said.
She looked at him and replied, "I Amore you, too, Michael."
Michael smiled and then they both fell asleep, the urges gone for good.
