After we were briefed, we each climbed into a clean and neat carriage in groups of five, which rode us to the location of the spirit gate. The horse-drawn vehicle was said to be owned by the Eternal Church—even the horses were pristine, white with flowing manes that looked like they'd never seen a speck of dirt.
The interior of the carriage was almost comparable to the inside of a limousine back on Earth. I'd been fortunate enough to enter one twice in my life, so I knew what I was talking about.
Despite the grandeur of this place, despite having to share it with four other people, I still wasn't feeling it.
I found myself staring out the window with a wistful feeling as the memories of last night played over and over again in my head. Her eyes. The way she moaned and held me as I fucked her. This morning too...
'Perhaps I should have told her I liked her?'
I did like her. I wouldn't say love, not yet... but I didn't see it not reaching that point eventually.
