Inseparable

Anastasia: Part Seven

Ana

As I sit at my vanity table applying eyeshadow, I pick up my eyeliner pencil, look at the mirror, and see a woman old enough to have grandchildren; I remember the first time I applied eyeliner on my own. We were in Barcelona, Spain, with Dad and Gabriel, while John and May remained in Paris at the hotel. May stated that she is too elderly to go around exploring all the time, but we know the real reason was that May loved Paris and especially its flavorful cuisine. We enjoyed traversing the globe; it is a mainstay in our lives. I've traveled to every continent on Earth, always in the company of the most beautiful and captivating man I've ever known. Regardless of where we go, he remains the most gorgeous sight to me.

I have visited small villages. Most people have never seen or will never see in their lifetime. From Siberia down to the Congo. I've been everywhere, and I've done it the entire time next to Gabriel's side, in his arms, or on his cock. Gabriel says I have a foul mouth now, but he says it with that beautiful smirk of a smile. He was right when he said I would rule him one day. We went through a period where Gabriel and I pretty much switched roles. I dominated our sex life and him. Just for a while, because I missed seeing that gaze in his eyes when he embraced the role of the dominant lover, and I missed being the helpless, yearning girl in need. We still indulge in passion, and though we've embarked on some wild adventures, many of which others might deem scandalous, we cared little about outside opinions on our intimate escapades.

I'll never forget the beauty of Australia and the fantastic locations we were fortunate to explore, including holding baby kangaroos during an outback tour. We snorkeled the Great Barrier Reef and saw fish in every color of the rainbow. We had marvelous adventures. Some of the most amazing of those adventures were the sexual encounters that took place inside the villa we were vacationing in outside of Brisbane, and that bedroom will live on in my memory. The amazing sex and sensations we had while attempting new things. It continues to make me smile and tingle in my legs.

We finally got our trip to China; with everyone, May included, diving headfirst into the adventure, it added an extra sparkle to our unforgettable journey. May adored the people, the culture, and the breathtaking landscapes. She even found a kindred spirit, someone with a similar gift, keeping me intrigued. Now, I wouldn't gossip, but during our two-month stay, May, Mr. Woo, and I may have indulged in a few mischievous escapades, but she preferred to keep them under wraps. Mr. Woo was an exceptional guide, accompanying us every step of the way. We even had the pleasure of meeting his family; his daughter-in-law, an incredible cook, always treated me to her delicious dumplings. I embraced the customs wholeheartedly, even though I never quite mastered the language – luckily, Gabriel was there to translate. The entire experience was magical, and the warmth of Mr. Woo's family made it truly special.

That's where Dad met Caroline, an archaeologist. It's incredible to think about; Dad was my age back then, and the attraction between them was instant. Caroline adored his red hair, kindness, and goofy sense of humor. By the time we left China, Dad and Caroline were married. I admired her spontaneity and love for adventure; she was a perfect match for Dad. Caroline shared her remarkable story with us, how she was orphaned as a child and raised by her elderly aunt until she was ten. After her aunt passed away, she ventured out on her own, living independently. She even told us about the week she spent living in the public library basement before a kind soul took her in.

Caroline met a wealthy man who frequently traveled with his partner. They were always on the move, hopping from one city to another, leaving others unsure about their relationship. Caroline described them as father figures, as they took her under their wing and supported her through university.

It was during this time that Caroline discovered her passion for archaeology, or as she fondly called it, "digging in the dirt."
Afterward, she and Dad embarked on a journey to Egypt, while John and Alma accompanied May back home, sadly without Mr. Woo. May and him exchanged letters several times a month only confirming my suspicions.