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4/27/2023 3:48 pm

Breaking in new ground.

I knew parts of my previous short lives and now it seemed I was breaking in new ground.
I also felt a building of something that for lack of a better description was like another soul developing inside me.
It was just as the book described how the next life developed in this one, to make the cross over more seamless.
Holograms were like that.
I'd be<b> catching </font></b>up with my "soul partners" from a previous life too.
But I was still young and took on physical challenges.
The climb was as I remembered it and my legs were thankful to prove their worth.
I wondered what it would be like having a stronger personality.
I could sense how I would be in the coming life.
This one was full of missed opportunities and I would go back to significant moments and work out what I should have said.
I'd never tried to win feeling like I'd be stooping to lower ground.
It infuriated people too when they didn't get a witty rebuff that they knew I was good at.
So they stole one from me, it was what was in my eyes that I couldn't hide and that was all I needed.
Finding someone worthy of praise was not uncommon, and it felt a little awkward changing my negative stance.
Casey was one I adored, and it was like she'd popped right out of my brain.
Yes a concoction of my brain that walked on the planet.
There was a devilish desire in me about making her cum. It always seemed to catch her by surprise and my dominant side reveled in taking something from her.
She seemed to get lost in limbo.
The profoundness of her loss, as she came made me wonder.
It took me back to my school days and arriving home .
I couldn't hide my excitement and my dick grew yearningly tight in my pants as I walked home, getting close to the gates now.
So now it was Casey's turn.
She had the skill to tell a story well too, and all she needed was her ass cheeks to tell it.
It was in her whole body really but her ass was like the tip of the whip.
Where the energy built up got released.
She let me train a camera on her backside so I could enjoy the story she told later on.
I seemed to be only a small part in that story.
A willing part that wanted to help her.
She bore the weight of a thousand demons as she endeavored to shake herself free of her burden.
Yes I loved Casey.