3WW-Taking Liberty Part 16

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Thanks again for stopping by and checking out my Taking Liberty serial story.  Last week some pretty big stuff went down, so in my typical pattern, today will probably be more of a short transition piece.

The story is definitely inching closer to the pressure cooker between Elizabeth and Liberty exploding (I think I can hear it begin to whistle).  If you have no idea what I'm talking about, or would like to catch up on the story so far, check out my Taking Liberty page.  You'll find links to all the parts of the story as well as summaries if you're short on time.

As I floated in blackness, faint tremors floated down to me. I could hear groans and whispers that I couldn't make out. They hung in the air like juicy apples on a branch just out of my reach.  Images and figures danced across my field of vision, bare arms and legs in a tangle. 

The blackness around me began to heat up, and I felt as if I was being folded into a tiny version of myself.  Around me, the blackness turned to a dark red, like seeing a light through tightly held eyelids.  The pressure of being squeezed into a tiny ball was beginning to be too much.  I was afraid with the stress on my joins I would never be able to unfold myself.

Suddenly wave after wave of pressure hit me, causing me to cry out.  With each cry of my voice, the darkness began to melt around me.  The noises and feelings were becoming more real. 

Instead of pain, warm, comforting softness surrounded me.  The light became gentle, and I could hear music playing somewhere.  I felt like a butterfly uncurling from the cocoon. 

I opened my eyes and saw that I was in my bedroom, in my bed, the covers molded to my naked body.  Snuggling down into the covers, I froze when I felt a hand slide around my stomach and pull me close.  Heavy, even breathing stirred the hair on my cheek. 

I started to scream and jump out of bed, when Liberty's voice tugged at me.

"Don't freak out.  I'm just leaving the cuddling to you.  Not my scene."

I turned my head slowly and saw James sleeping peacefully beside me.

So maybe more went down today than I thought.  I'm not sure how Elizabeth's going to handle this one, or explain to James why suddenly she's so shy.  Guess we'll have to wait until next week and see what the words hold for us.