This choice: Take Erin to my bedroom. • Go Back... "Would you like some snacks and drinks, Erin?" asked my mother, kindly.
Erin, looking down at the table, lightly shook her head. "No, thank you, ma'am." she said, quietly. she shivered quietly then mumbled something.
"You're a shy one." said my father. "It's okay, you are safe here."
"Yes, sir." replied Erin. she shivered again.
Emma, seeing her reactions, became concerned and asked, "Are you okay, Erin. You look cold."
Erin nodded. "I'm fine." she said.
Then, I caught what she said as she mumbled, "Why do you have to take such cold showers, Eric?"
"Erin can feel what Eric feels too!?!" I thought, horrified. "This must have driving her crazy!"
"Why don't you come to my room, Erin." I offered. "We can talk in private there."
Erin looked at me then nodded and I escorted her down the hall, still shivering, to my room with Emma following. I quickly turned to her before we reached my door.
"She's very shy." I told her. "Let me get her to open up more before you talk to her, okay?"
Emma, to my relief, nodded and I walked into my room and closed the door behind me. Erin was sitting on my bed, rubbing her arms as if she were trying to get warm. I took up a heavy blanket and carefully wrapped her in it. She blushed, a small smile of relief forming on her face as she sank into the warmth it provided.
"Th... Thank you." she said. "That feels better."
"I take it you and Eric can do more than see through each other's eyes." I said.
Erin nodded. "It's a little complicated." she said, quietly. "An example, Eric likes to take cold showers. When he does, I can feel the water hitting me, making me feel cold. In turn, when I shower and I clean my breasts, he can feel the weight of them as if he had breasts himself."
"It's almost as if you two are sharing bodies." I said. "It sound a little creepy."
Erin nodded. "If you only knew how maddening it really is for us." she said. "I can feel everything he does and he can feel everything I feel. Eric hates it when I brush my skirt because it makes him feel as if he were wearing one as well. I hate it when he adjusts his tie because I can feel it tightening around my neck."
"This is deep." you said.
Erin began to tear up a little. "We don't mean to drive each other crazy, we try to be careful. We both learned to take a shower with our eyes closed. While drying off and changing as well."
"I can't imagine going through life like that." I told her. "It must have been rough... for both of you."
"It's been very rough." replied Erin, sobbing a little. "We've just trying to get along right now."
I was shocked beyond any words. To have to endure such a life would have driven me stock raving mad by the end of the first year.
"Do you two get along well?" I asked.
"As well as expected." she said. "I... (Gasp!)" she then blushed and whispered, "Must you!?!"
"What!?!" I asked.
Erin blushed more brightly. "Eric just... cleaned his privates." said Erin, softly. "He tries to be gentle, so I don't really feel it, but... he's also trying to rush. He knows I can't stand the cold water... not for long."
I shivered at the thought. "We got to find some way to block that." I said.
Erin looked at me, hopeful. "I... I'm open to suggestions."
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