Occasionally, I would feel the slightest of breezes on my most sensitive parts. It keeps me here, in this world. I can't hear a sound. I am starting to sweat with excitement and anticipation. Only the silence keeps me company, yet I know she is here with me. How much longer is she going to tempt me. Then I feel it, the lightest of touches. I arch my back in vain trying to reach out to her. Touch me, I heard myself think.