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so
terrifying now. At least, not with Rika.
"Rika, I'd like to do that with you, but...well, a lot has
happened. Something bad. I'm not sure how I may react...I may lose
control and panic. I just don't know...."
"I understand, Amri," Rika whispered gently, running his hands
soothingly along Amri's back. "But do you think it might do you some
good to replace that bad memory with a good one? Any act that is
undertaken with great love can help heal the deepest hurts."
Amri looked at the love in his friend's eyes, and silently
nodded his consent as his own eyes misted over with deep affection.
He knew in his heart that he had to try, and that Rika was right about
a good memory replacing a bad one. If Rika couldn't accomplish that,
no one could.
So they began, and Rika was so very loving and gentle that Amri
quickly found himself responding, not with fear, but with passion. He
felt himself becoming totally submerged in Rika's love for him, and he
never had the slightest chance to become nervous or frightened.
Rika's empathy with him was nothing short of astounding; he knew just
when to whisper soothingly to him, when to ease back on the physical
part of their lovemaking, and when to tease and cajole Amri into
responding with both humor and desire.
They rode the waves of pleasure an
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