Shaman - the Awakening by Vr McCoy Page B

the morning, Steve released the team and told everyone to take a break and come back later in the morning. He would be staying of course, but he was looking after his team. Amber and Paul had families to wish a Happy New Year to. Max had his family down in New Orleans, and I'm sure Dianna wanted to wish her relatives the same. I had already wished my mother a Happy New Year's in advance, and just wanted to get some rest and good news for a change.
    Steve stated that he would call us if there was anything new in the case. He was somewhat like me; not a part of a large family and didn't speak much on the subject. In fact, I had never even heard him speak of a lady friend in his life. Steven was married to the job, and it didn't help that he was a young genius and way ahead of his own age counterparts. If it wasn't for Dianna, I would've been alone for Christmas and New Year's as well.
    Dianna and I ordered a bottle of champagne from the hotel. They were running a special for the night for couples renting rooms for New Year's Eve. We had already been there for over a week, so we got an even better discount than the regular customers. It was also one of the perks of being with law enforcement. We couldn't have slept even if we tried, so we stayed up and enjoyed the rest of the morning with each other. We hoped that all the provisions that were in place would prevent another young woman from getting abducted.
    “So, Mr. Sands; I don't have the bow that I promised for our return performance, but I do have handcuffs,” Dianna stated while giving me a very naughty look and laughing.
    “I don't mind, just as long as I get to do the handcuffing, but I have a better game,” I replied.
    “And what would that entail?” she inquired, her pretty face a study in curiosity
    “Do you trust me,” I asked?
    “You know I do,” she replied.
    “OK, let's drink a couple of shots of tequila first, and then I'll show you.”
    We drank several shots of tequila, then I blind folded her and began taking off her clothes. I fed her different fruits and champagne. I fed her from my mouth to hers. Then I used some honey that I had appropriated earlier and poured it over sensitive spots on her body, licking it off. Then I poured honey over parts of my body and had her lick it off. Then we made passionate love, kissing and caressing each other's body.
    After making love for most of the morning, we napped until just before the sunrise. I shared dreamscape with her after she went to sleep, planting sexy scenarios in her subconscious mind and loving her receptiveness to it. This wasn't cheating, since she knew I could do it. It was a sharing of my abilities with someone who didn't fear them. The trust between us made my feelings for her intensify exponentially. As I made love to her mind, she panted and sighed, her body growing wetter while she slept, dreaming about the thoughts I placed in her subconscious. She woke up three hours later, still hot and wet, and jumped on top of me. We continued physically from where we left off mentally in our dreams.
    Once her breathing had slowed to normal and my heart stopped pounding, she rested her cheek on my shoulder and said, “Now I see what you mean about the dreams being active. I've never experienced anything like that. It was so real; every bit of it. So you had the same dream as I did?” she inquired.
    “Yes, I did. Would you like to compare notes?” Then I started describing the dream to her.
    “Wow, that's amazing! You can do that to me every night, if you please,” she said with a sigh exhaling, as if she'd just discovered her G spot.
    “It would be my pleasure.” I replied, and began kissing her again. We settled back to sleep in the morning and decided to stay there until Steve called us. We were hoping that he wouldn't.

Out with the Old and In with the New
    We hadn't gotten much sleep over the last few days leading to the New Year, so Steve didn't call us in until 1100 hours. We had