Chapter 110 - The Deal (2) (1/2)

(Tom's PoV)

As I was still thinking about it, I felt a presence -not just one, apparently, because I could feel several presences around me.

Next thing I knew, I was seeing some heads looking into the windows.

Ghosts.

I didn't feel scared because I've seen worse. These ghosts were looked rather ordinary, without any changes in their forms. They looked just like how they were when they were alive.

But, how could I see them?

I was sure I had closed my eyes, so how on Earth did I see them?

At that time, I didn't know the concept of 'third eye' but I was smart enough to understand it. I had ever heard about it so it was not hard for me to accept my new ability.

I was still alive.

I could see ghosts as the side-effect of comma, not a new story.

I had read and watched some movies before about a person who went into comma, and lost their memories when they woke up.

I didn't feel that.

I woke up with my memory was still intact. I didn't have amnesia like the ones in the movie, how boring!

Well, it was good, too. What could I do if I forgot about Jane?

Surely she would kill me!

My attempt to focus on my surrounding turned into reminiscing my sweet moments with my girl, Jane. I missed her!

I missed everything about her! I even missed her... eh?

The perverted smile on my face turned stiff as I encountered thick fog in my memory. What was it? What happened? Why couldn't I remember our kiss? I was sure I kissed her, I touched her, I even made love and f.u.c.k.i.e.d her, but how come the images that I had preciously stored inside my memory gone just like that?

Every time I tried to recall the way her lips felt against my own lips, I saw thick fog.

Every time I tried to remember the way she m.o.a.ned when I thrust into her hot velvety hole, I saw the thick fog again.

Her l.u.s.ty expression when she c.u.m, her blushing face when she asked for more, her scream when I licked her, I could only meet the FOG!

Damn! What's wrong?

”I had taken my share. Now, human, farewell.” The rough voice belonged to the Genderuwo rang in my ear again and I was sure I saw it near my bed before it vanished into darkness.

Something clicked inside my mind.

Memory of l.u.s.t.

Did he mean everything related to my l.u.s.t had been taken by him?

I quickly searched inside my memory and found nothing related to my perverted encounter with Jane.

He took them all!

I had the urge to cry but no tears would come out. My precious memory!

(ToT)

Call me a pervert, whatever, but my perverted moments with Jane was so precious to me.

Losing them made me devastated!