CHAPTER TWO

I looked her laying on my bed again.

As much I converse with Andrea, and moved her around on the bed, she did not awake.

It had been three days, that she had been asleep in my apartment.

What was she dreaming of? Not you. She is not your Sarah, I reminded myself again.

Still it was hard to accept because she just looked so damn much like her.

Their physical resemblance was haunting me.

I wanted to have my way with her now. Even though I knew she wasn't my beloved Sarah. I still imagined gently removing her clothes, taking off mine, and having our bodies covered in each other's sweat.

Sex without consent is rape, I told myself. And she couldn't consent when she was not conscious.

But if she was awake then she would want me, I reasoned with myself. Besides did I not deserve to make love to a beautiful woman?

I mean she would not be alive if I hadn't brought her here to Woodbury.

She owed me her life. So this was not to much to ask of her. I am her savior.

Besides right and wrong did not exist anymore, not in this world I told myself.

However, I still felt a little guilty as unbutton her white blouse, exposing her black lacy bra that was holding up her boobs.

Unhooking her bra next, I saw a perfect pair of tits.

They had to be at least a B cup.. Maybe even a C…big enough for my liking.

I had always been a tit and ass man, and those two beautiful creamy tits were more then I could resist.

I brushed my lips against her nipples, kissing them softly. I could feel them getting hard, as I continued to brush my lips against them.

I would stop, I told myself as I reached for the snaps on her jeans. I could just mess around with her a little bit. Just kissing and touching.

That wouldn't be crossing a line.

I would not actually be a rapist if I stopped. I didn't want to be that guy. Somehow that would feel worst then the other things I had done.

But as I felt my erection grow, I could not stop myself. She was too beautiful and I was turned on.

I removed my quickly belt and dropping my khakis on the floor. Hearing the loud noise of my belt hitting the floor, I knew there was no going back now. I was going to finish this.

I carefully climbed on the bed undressed now, holding her gently down in my arms, and feeling myself entering in her.

I kissed her neck and buried my face in soft blonde curls. Closing my eyes, I continued to moved deeper inside her. The guilty feeling was gone now, and I felt nothing but gratification

Was not like she was begging me to stop, in fact she was still contentedly sleeping somehow.

Opening my eyes , I moaned as thrust myself in her one last time. Looking down I noticed I came inside her. Nothing I could do about that now, I thought my heart pounding.

"Sorry, I guess I got carried away there," I whispered to the unconscious woman in my arms for no reason at all.

"I liked it, Shane," she said, eyes still closed but she moved closer into my arms.

Well, that answered the question of who she was dreaming about, I thought strangely jealous. I say nothing, but hold her in my arms for a few more moments. I would make her forget about this Shane guy, I decided not allowing this to upset me more.

Soon I would have to get her dress and returned back to work. Wasn't like Woodbury would run itself, I thought kissing her forehead again. Still I decided to stay in bed with her longer than I should have.