Written May 13, 2010 His slither tongue in my ear stung, raised bumps upon my neck.  "Who's in my room?" I trembled, doom- a shudder in my breast.A gentle way, "Let's us two play. You, I'll never neglect."My fear arrest, we coalesced, naive this be my death. At first his touch brought pleasure much, slight… Continue reading Nomed, In My Head