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2 months ago. January 9, 2023 at 10:01 AM

Paranormal events are purported phenomena described in popular culture, folk, and other non-scientific bodies of knowledge, whose existence within these contexts is described as being beyond the scope of normal scientific understanding. Notable paranormal beliefs include those that pertain to extrasensory perception (for example, telepathy), spiritualism and the pseudosciences of ghost hunting, cryptozoology, and ufology.



Manifestation (or manifesting) refers to various pseudoscientific self-help strategies that can purportedly make an individual's wishes come true by mentally visualizing them. Manifestation techniques are based on the law of attraction of New Thought spirituality. While the process involves positive thinking, or even directing requests to "the universe", it also involves actions on the part of the individual.



It was a chilly Saturday,  Renee lounged lazily - still in bed. She thought about various things she might do but nothing sparked her fancy. She stretched again and rolled on her back. Her thoughts drifted to her dream. Her hand slowly followed . . . .

Her breath caught, softly . . . still swollen . . . she made gentle circles . . . slowly at first . . . He was so rough with her that time . . . Her middle finger slid in . . .  wet . . . rhythmic . . . faster . . . "mmm. . ." A quiet "yes" escaped her lips as the orgasm came.

After her shower she cozied back into bed and curled up. She had settled it, she would simply do nothing at all today.

Her breathing slowed, a deep relaxation swept over her . . . . so warm and . . . 


His left hand clenched her throat, shoving her into the bed - she couldnt breathe . . . Couldnt utter a sound. Anger! . . . He was angry. For the first time, she felt true fear. His right hand landed a resounding sting across her face. "You . . Do not . . . Touch!"  His presence loomed down on her, his hand slapped her hard once more . . . His grip on her throat tightened. She couldnt breath . . . "I . . . I . . cant . . . "  she struggled to no avail. He plunged his fingers roughly inside her, gripping his property . . . "This . . .is . . . Mine!" 

She was about to . . . going dark . . .   at the last second his grip released . . . She sat up gasping.


"Joyce, I need to see you today! Please! Its urgent, can I come in today?  please!"


She washed the blood from her face and quickly got dressed, wrapped a light scarf around her neck and headed out the door.


End of part 3


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