Taylor was in the bed waiting for him. “Took you long enough, were you having second thoughts?” She asked him. “I was having many thoughts, but none of them were second thoughts. More like what I was going to do to slow myself down instead of devour you all at once.” Mike said with a sly smile. Taylor pulled back the covers and moved to the middle of the bed as he walked over. Mike grabbed her legs and pulled them toward him so she was lying horizontal on the bed, then pulled her toward him so she had her knees bent at the edge of the bed.

  “This is what I decided to do. I am going to give you pleasure first, since I know I won’t last long inside that sweet body of yours.” Mike knelt down at the side of the bed and pushed her legs apart. Taylor was not quite sure what he was going to do, but she tried to keep her nerves down. Mike spread her legs apart and his fingers gently touched the outside lips of her pussy. He spread them apart and plunged one finger into her while his thumb found her clitoris and started rubbing in circles as he moved his finger in and out. “Oh God, Mike. What are you doing down there?” Taylor squealed as her hips came up off the bed.

  “Like that, do you?” Mike said. He continued to rub her with his thumb and slowly moved his finger in and out, then pushed his face down between her legs and started licking her pussy around the hole.

  She put her hands on his head and said, “Stop, no don’t stop, oh, I don’t know what I want,” as she thrashed her head from side to side.

  It didn’t matter what she said; he was going to do this. Is he really trying to get me to orgasm? She thought. He started out in the right place. As he licked and stroked her pussy, she felt the tension building in her body; she could not help but push herself further into his face and tell him to go faster with his hand. She felt her insides get tighter and tighter, then felt the orgasm explode through her body—she tensed up, and her buttocks rose off the bed as she clenched the sheets. “Oh my, oh my, oh my, yesssss, yesss…” she said as she slowly relaxed and her body felt like Jell-O. That was not what she expected.

  Mike pulled his face back and stood up. He took off his towel and laid it on the bed beside her. She barely saw his cock before he started rubbing it on her pussy, trying to push it inside her. The tightness felt good around his cock, and he didn’t want to push too hard, but he was about to come already, just from eating her pussy. He pushed in a little, then pulled out, and then in a more and more a couple of times, until he was able to give her full strokes with his hard cock. He knew it would be just a couple more strokes before he had to pull out since he didn’t have any protection, but he also knew this was not the last time they would pleasure each other today. He pulled out after about 10 strokes, and grabbed his towel as he came on her stomach. He yelled, “Taylor, Taylor, Taylor!” as his come surged on her body, and he immediately wiped it off with the towel.

  Then he nudged her from her comfortable place where she had been enjoying their lovemaking by picking up her legs and moving them back to the middle of the bed. He crawled in beside her and started kissing her. “Sorry for the speed, baby. I have been thinking about that for a few weeks now, and it was the best I could do the first time. I promise the next time will be better.” He said as he kissed her nose and his hand went to caress her breasts.

  Taylor looked at him and smiled. “I am perfectly content with what happened, I’m very happy to be in your arms right now. Are we going to spend the day in bed?”

  Mike looked down at her and said, “I don’t know, there may be a few places in the house I would like to explore with you naked, but for now, I am going to make you a very, very happy woman right here in this bed.”

  Chapter 14

  They didn’t venture out of the bedroom that day or the next—except to go for a walk in the garden and eat some food. At the end of the second day, Taylor told Mike she thought she loved him. They had spent a lot of time making love, but also a lot of time talking about what the future might hold. She did not want to imagine a future without him in it. Mike told her he was falling in love with her too, and he wanted to be with her regardless of what she found out about her past.

  When they finally emerged from the bedroom a couple of days later, Mike had a call on his phone with a message. He had a friend, Jeff, who was going to be driving through the area, and the friend wanted to stay overnight with him and see how he was doing. Mike’s friend had been instrumental in his medical school days and his life prior to his wife dying. He sounded concerned that Mike had withdrawn completely from the world. Mike called him back and told him to stop by. Jeff agreed to be there the next day about 5 pm.

  Mike almost didn’t want to let another person into their cocoon they had developed, but his friend was a psychotherapist and possibly could help Taylor dig into her mind to find the lost memories. He went to their room where Taylor was napping, and woke her gently. They had just showered and were resting after an active night of lovemaking. Mike got hard again just being near her and smelling her body after a shower. Taylor looked at his hard on and grasped it in her hands. She pulled him gently over to her and took his cock in her mouth. As she licked the head of his cock and played with his balls with her other hand, Mike said, “Taylor, what are you doing?”

  Taylor looked at him quizzically and motioned to her mouth and his penis as if to say, “What do you think I’m doing?” Mike positioned himself into a 69 with her where he was licking her pussy while she was filling her mouth with his cock. She stopped sucking when he made her come by rubbing her clitoris in a gentle up and down manner while licking her pussy. After she came, she laid her head back and said, “Do with me what you will; I’m putty in your hands.” Mike could not resist the invitation, and even though he was not able to last much longer than he had the first time, being with Taylor was like heaven. Her touches and her words, her soft voice and her joy in life, those were things that he embraced and seemed to be bringing him back to his desire to go into the world and practice medicine again.

  After they made love, Mike remembered the original discussion that their lovemaking had interrupted. He told Taylor they would have a guest for dinner tomorrow night, and that he would stay overnight in her old room. Taylor was surprised to learn that Mike had a psychotherapist friend, and even more surprised to learn that he might be able to help her with her memory loss. She was not sure at this point she wanted to burst the bubble they lived in, but she could give it a try to get her past back.

  Taylor moved her things out of the room downstairs and up into Mike’s room. She washed and cleaned the sheets, and cleaned house all day the next day. They both were anticipating an interesting dinner when Jeff arrived, and Taylor was nervous about what he would have to say about her memory. Mike appeared calm, but inside he was a nervous wreck, knowing that this might mean their relationship would be subjected to trouble that he hoped they could make it through.

  Chapter 15

  When Jeff arrived, Mike met him at his car and talked to him for a bit. Taylor suspected he was preparing him for her, because he did not know about her or about the circumstances surrounding his wife’s death. They talked for about 15 minutes, before coming into the house together.

  Mike called out for her, “Taylor, please come meet my friend Jeff.”

  Taylor walked into the foyer from the kitchen, and instantly she sensed that Jeff was surprised. He appeared to be taken aback at her, and she wondered how she looked. But she reached him, and shook his hand. “Pleased to meet you,” Taylor told him. “Come into our humble abode and make yourself at home. I have dinner almost ready.”

  “Thank you, I will get my stuff arranged in my room and freshen up, and I’ll be out in about fifteen minutes, if that’s ok?” Jeff told her.

  Mike stepped in. “Sure, let me help you to your room.” He sensed Jeff’s reaction as well, and wondered what Jeff saw that made him react that way.

  At the dinner table, they sat and talked about what Mike had been doing and how his career was going before the accident. Mike told him that moving here was the best thing for him, and that saving Taylor was the best thing that ever happened to them both. Jeff asked more about Taylor’s accident and memory loss, telling her that he was trying to see what he could do to help with her recovery. Jeff still seemed slightly taken aback throughout the meal, and Taylor was puzzled.

  She finally asked him what had him so troubled about her, “Surely you’ve seen much worse cases than mine. Will I get my memory back?” Taylor asked him.

  Jeff said with a sigh, “It’s just that I think I know who you are. I just can’t believe it, so I’m trying really hard to make sure before I say anything…but all the pieces are adding up.”

  Mike squeezed Taylor’s hand under the table, “who do you think she is?” He was excited and scared at the same time.

  Jeff said, “Lauren Jones, the lead singer from the band The Five Sisters. She has been missing since right around when you said Taylor had the accident. The story is, she broke it off with her boyfriend and was traveling to an unknown place to retreat from everything for a few weeks before the band started their North American tour. But a week went by with no one hearing from her, and her cell phone seemed to have disappeared from the network. The alarm went out, and people have been looking for her for the past week. They haven’t found the little dog she supposedly had with her, either.”

  Taylor felt the tears seeping from her eyes. She was the lead singer of a band—and she was single, so she could still be with Mike. She was relieved he’d finally told them what he thought; now they could do some research about her and find out who she was. But her tears were for the sadness at the realization that their little comfortable life was about to be knocked out of whack. She was scared that Mike might not go with her.

  Mike got up and pulled her out of her chair, kissing her tears. “Baby, don’t cry, you are finally going to be able to find yourself, this is wonderful news.”

  Taylor looked at him and said, “At least I am apparently single,” and let out a short, bitter little laugh.

  “I can’t believe it took your friend five seconds to recognize me, and now I don’t want to go be that person. I want to stay here, with you. Don’t make me leave.”

  Jeff said, “I am so sorry Lauren, I mean Taylor, I just wanted you to know. You need a little time to get a hold on all of this information.”

  “No, no,” Taylor said as she shook her head. “I have to get my memory back. If that means I have to go back to the regular world, I know that Mike will be there with me.” She looked at Mike with questioning in her eyes.

  “I will be wherever you need me to be.” Mike said. They all sat back down and finished eating. Taylor asked Jeff some questions about the person he thought she was.

  Jeff bid them goodnight, and Mike and Taylor went up to Mike’s room. Mike asked her with a laugh, “Do you want me to call you Lauren when I am screwing your brains out tonight?”

  Taylor hit him in the chest playfully and said, “I had better always be Taylor to you.”

  Chapter 16

  They went upstairs to Mike’s computer and looked up Lauren Jones on Wikipedia. The face of the woman on the page was Taylor, no doubt. With the scar from her forehead almost gone and her hair grown back in over her other cut, she looked exactly the same as the woman staring out from the page. They read about her and her band, The Five Sisters. It was an all-girl band made up of friends who had met in high school and went to college together, then started a band. Lauren was originally a gospel singer, but the band played mostly pop and rock music.

  Their number one hit, “Not My Problem” was written by Lauren. She was 26 years old, and her birthday was June 25, so she was a cancer. The page had recently been updated about her missing status, with a plea for whoever had information to call a number and there would be a reward. While she didn’t have a lot of memories come flooding back, she knew in her heart that she had found the person who was lost that day a couple of weeks ago.

  Taylor read all the information, then put her head in her hands and cried the tears of loss and of finding a new path but having to let the old one go. Mike rubbed her back, letting her cry. He was unsure of himself in this situation once she returned to the life of glamour that she was apparently so used to.

  When she closed her eyes that night and started to dream, the memories started to flood back in. She remembered being on stage and singing. She dreamed of a concert in New York City and how they sold out the venue. She heard herself singing the song she wrote, “Not My Problem”, and knew the words. She heard the cheering crowds. She saw the others in the band, and knew they were friends as well as a band. This was not a nightmare, though, and she didn’t wakeup screaming.

  When she awoke, Mike was getting ready to go out for a jog. “Would you like to come along, Taylor, and clear your head? I suspect you had some good dreams last night from the thrashing around you did in the bed.”

  Taylor got up and ran with Mike. When they returned, they ate breakfast with Jeff and bid him farewell. When Jeff asked Taylor what she was going to do, and she told him she had not made up her mind yet. She wanted a few more days to think about it; she would go back to that world on her terms.

  Taylor and Mike sat at the kitchen table, and Taylor started to tell Mike about her dreams the night before. How she was remembering more about being a singer and this Lauren Jones person. She seemed far away, but Taylor was sure she was going to get her back. They were talking for about an hour when suddenly, over the cabin, they heard the sound of a helicopter. They looked at each other and Taylor said, "Have you ever heard a helicopter around here?"

  Mike shook his head, and sighed. The helicopter was getting closer and they got up to look outside and saw it land on the lawn out front. A woman and a man jumped out of the side door and ran to the front door. Taylor recognized the woman as one of the band members, but did not recognize the guy. They started banging on the door.

  Taylor stood frozen in place while Mike answered the door politely, inviting them into his house.

  "Oh my goodness, it really is you! Lauren, Lauren, how are you?" The woman grabbed her and hugged her tightly.

  Taylor stood still and said, "I am sorry, I really don't know what's going on—where did you come from?"

  The man with her spoke first, "Someone called in a tip this morning that you were here hiding out and we flew an hour from Seattle to reach you. We have not had any good information for the last week, and this person seemed so convinced you were the right person." Taylor turned and looked at Mike.

  "Jeff?" Mike shook his head in disappointment.

  Taylor told them to sit down in the living room, but the woman said, "We don't have time for that. You have to come with us, now, and see a doctor about your condition. He said that you had amnesia."

  With that, the man grabbed Taylor and picked her up. He started marching toward the door and another man came in the house to stop Mike from doing anything. Taylor screamed, "Put me down, I am not leaving!"

  Brutus came out of the kitchen barking at them, but jumped into the woman's arms when she said, "come here Pumpkin." Taylor turned to see Mike trying to stop them but he was being held back, and Taylor screamed, "Mike, I love you, I love you, I love you" but her voice was drowned out by the sound of the helicopter blades starting up.

  Chapter 17

  They got her and her dog on the helicopter and took off before Mike could do anything about it. Taylor looked down at Mike standing on his lawn waving to her and shouting something she could not hear. She curled up into a ball in started crying, and she cried during the entire flight back to Seattle. She did learn that the woman's name was Shea, and the man was Bryan—her ex-boyfriend, who she had dreamt about fighting with. Obviously he realized she was not available, not that it would have changed anything. She refused to talk to them anymore except to ask where they were going.

  When they got to Seattle, a doctor was waiting for them. She went into the room with the doctor and relaxed a little. Here was a man who could help her. She asked him what information he was going to give to the people who kidnapped her. The doctor looked alarmed at the fact that she was claiming to be kidnapped. Taylor explained the abduction, and the doctor wrote it down. He told her nothing from their visit would be shared unless she wanted it to be, but she needed to tell him exactly what she remembered happening. She told him about her two-week adventure with Mike.

  Taylor thought to herself, Had it really only been two weeks? And she loved him, she was sure of it. She didn't have his number but she knew his full name, Michael Becker. After she finished, the doctor was amazed at her story. He told her how lucky she was to have a trauma physician find her and save her. He also told her that she was likely well on her way to getting her memory back, but he would work with her on a daily basis in private to help her make progress.

  She agreed and went back to her "captors" who promised to get her home and let her spend some time where she could look around and see her own stuff again.

  Taylor got to her house, and Shea came in with her. Bryan had dropped them off with a promise to return tomorrow to talk to her about their relationship. Taylor had to start thinking of herself as Lauren, because that was her real name, and Taylor seemed like a private thing between her and Mike.

 

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