Although tonight, at the base of the Library stairs was our first encounter. I was absolutely certain that I had meet this particular woman before. the reason was that I could remember her eyes. Her eyes had a look of terror as orgasm approached. I saw those eyes everywhere, especially in my dreams. since I remember that special look, I was certain I had said words to her. Her eyes were before me now, searching for the slightest indication of deja vu. I gazed Intently at those eyes for a long time, and suddenly I realized that their look was the same as mine, when a gun pointed at my brain.
