Personal Narrative: My Hero's Journey

Even in my shame, I cannot feel remorse for what Christopher and I did. His lovemaking was so passionate yet gentle, that I could not escape the volcanic eruption of emotions I felt as we made love- and, the things he said to me- done to me! He said he wanted to taste me- his mouth explored every inch of me- just thinking about it gives way to this burning desire I feel for him- A want and need that is so deeply carnal, so lustful that it is not rational. Remembering how his mouth kissed mine, how it suckled the tender, throbbing rosebuds of my breasts… how his warm breath felt as his lips brushed against my thighs… Wave after pleasurable wave of passion, left me weak, drained of physical strength, yet, fulfilled; it was a most pleasurable

What she had written could not go into her journal, which she left lying around for quick access. Her diary was kept well-hidden, deep within the confines of a small trunk, she kept her ‘personal, female things’ in, and hopefully, out of the sight of prying eyes. Eli’s sudden call for her or Christopher had come unexpectedly. She was sure they were miles from Charleston by the time Christopher dragged her ashore; however, they were only a mile out into the harbor; they came ashore near Fort Johnson on St. James

After temporarily losing sight of them, Eli said that he had been sidetracked, rowing the small boat to the north side of the harbor before realizing that the flow the tide was to the southeast. He said he had lost all sight of them by then and feared that both of them had drowned.
He said that a low-flying Carrion crow led the way to us; is that even possible, wondered Allie; she knew nothing of crows.
“Why would a crow do such a thing- aren’t they just a bird?”
“In no way are they, just a bird, Allie Mae,” exclaimed Eli. “Crows can be trained to do all sorts of things; they are highly intelligent, clever creatures.”
Seeing Allie’s look of doubtfulness, Eli continued.
“I once saw a crow that a man trained to fetch; he had very intelligent eyes… the crow of course, not the man; he was a rather dull looking gent.” Allie could not help but smile at Eli’s description. “The man who trained it would tell him to go get something and the bird would go get the correct thing and return with it- It was the damnedest thing I’d ever seen an animal