*Hentai Warning*                


Time heals all wounds, doesn't it?

But time has come and passed, and the wounds I bear have not yet healed.
Something that I took for granted was taken from me.  The lesson has been
learned, but still the punishment persists.  I had always thought that
everything we went through together brought us above all tradition and
law, but I was wrong.  I lost my everything, and I don't know what I'll
do if I never get it back.  I'll tell you the story with the wonderful
details I will never be able to forget.


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  'Time Heals All Wounds'
    By Twilight Breeze
twilightbreeze@netscape.net 
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It wasn't supposed to happen this way.  Mamo-chan and I were supposed
to grow a few more years, and then get married, and then fufill our
destiny...  But then we went to fast.  Driven by love and lust, We
tried to fufill our destiny too quickly, and now we pay the price.

Our love was whole, no obsticles could be forseen.  
I even wore a ring he gave me.
Didn't that mean he was mine, and I was his?
Well I thought so.


I remember the first time, innocent and sweet, full of suprizes and
treasures.  I thought I would never regret it.

Mamo-chan and I had gone out to dinner, but apon our return it began
to pour rain harder than that I had seen for months.  We came home to
his apartment soaked, for Mamo-chan had forgotten to bring his 
umbrella. Although, I must admit, it was a blast playing in the rain
with him!

After we took off our wet shoes and socks, Mamo-chan gently took my
hands and suggested that we change into some dry clothes and get
something warm to drink.

"Hot Coco or Coffee, Usako?"  Mamo-chan sweetly asked.  
"Hot Coco sounds absolutely wonderfull, muffin."  I replyed, over-
joyed to tase the soothing warmth of Mamo-chan's famous Coco.
"Alright, dear, you go ahead and change while I make it."
"But Mamo-chan, I don't have any clothes to change into!"
Mamo-chan laughed and suggested I borrow some of his clothes untill 
mine finished drying.  He aroused me so, I don't know how I held
it in for so long.

As I went into his bedroom, I could smell the sensational aroma of 
chocolate floating down the hall from the kitchen.   I wasn't sure
where Mamo-chan's shirts and pants were, so I headed towards the
set of drawers nearest my vision.  In the top drawer, I found neatly 
folded silk boxer shorts.  After feeling the soft texture of the
fabric, I decided Mamo-chan probably wouln't mind if I borrowed these.  
After a bit of sruggle, I managed to pull off my soaked, sticky 
jeans and comfertably fit into the silk shorts.  They were a nice
fit.. I wondered why Mamo-chan had such tight fitting shorts.  But no 
matter, all I wanted to do was get out of these wet clothes.

Looking for a regular t-shirt, I looked in the next drawer down.  
The drawer did not contain the t-shirts I was looking for, it contained
silky little briefs of all diffrent colors.  I knew these were his
private things, but I couldn't resist touching and inspecting
them.  Gods, I thought, how badly I wanted to see him wearing one
of these..  But my lusty thoughts came to a hault when my soaking
wet shirt and bra began to itch and cause discomfort.  I slowly
removed my sticky blouse, and then, with care, I unlatched the hooks
on the back of my bra.  I carefully draped the wet garments on
the bath towel rack in his master bathroom, and took a look in the
mirror before returning to look for a shirt.  I didn't look too bad
for being in the rain all evening.  I thouroly removed the light
black smear of eye-liner below my eyes, and used Mamo-chan's comb
to smoothen out my two long ponytails.  When I returned to the drawers
I was looking in before, I then inspected the third drawer down.  It
contained light v-neck t-shirts: just what I was looking for.  But
when I lifted the top shirt from the drawer, lying underneath it
was a small blue packet labled "Laytex Condom."  The fact hit me like
a ton of bricks... Why did Mamo-chan have condoms in his drawers? 
Was there someone else?  I couldn't believe my eyes.

Suddenly, as I stared down at the condom packet, the door to Mamo-chan's
room opened, and he walked in nonchalantly.  Not wanting him to know
that I had found the condom, I shoved the drawer shut and shot up
from my kneeling position.   But instead of looking at my face,
Mamo-chan held his hungry gaze below my neck, down at my chest.  
As His eyes carresed my firm breasts, he dropped the mug of hot 
Coco onto the carpet absent-mindedly with a splash.  He gazed at my
chest so passionately that I felt as if he were actually touching me. 
I then realized I was half naked, and covered myself with the
t-shirt, displaying an embarrased blush.  Mamo-chan just stared
for a few seconds, but then re-gained his composure and apologized
for barging in on me.

"It's okay, Mamo-chan, don't worry about it."  I said sweetly in
return.