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SO I SKIPPED TO CHAPTER FIFTEEN FOR THE "SHOCKING" TWIST.
This was the very first time [Terry Sue] held [the Wogglebug] in her arms. The first thing she couldn't help but observe was ow very frail his outer body actually was. Almost as though she could barely feel him in her arms. She held him very tightly, but was fighting the urge to hug him tighter for fear she would hurt him physically.
"There there," she whispered soothingly. "I've got you...just let it all out...just let it go...it's all right now...I've got you now...you are all right with me now."
His sobs went on like a torrential downpour from beneaht a thunderstorm. She cuddled and caressed his weak and frail body as it trembled rather violently with the vibration of his outpouring torment. He lay pressed against her with the tears from his eyes rapidly falling against her, thus beginning to quickly soak her upper clothing. She laid her hand against the back of his head and cradled him all the more closely and tenderly.
Terry...felt her heart overflowing rapidly with her love for him. For who he really was, and still was on the inside. She could see this now, just under the surface.
"I know..." she whispered in tones only he could hear. "i know...how you feel...I've felt the same way all my life also...That is why I love you! I know you are inwardly all as wise and lovable as I can feel that you are...and you know you are also! This is who you are. This is the real you. That is why I love you so much!"
As she spoke, the Wogglebug as he laid in her arms began to slowly move his arms more upward and around her own body. His sobs went on, but they began slowly to become less agonized and pained. His breathing became more steady and gentle as it seemed to be regulating to its natural way again.
Terry began to really cuddle him in the ways a child cuddles with a beloved plush toy. She closed her eyes ever tighter and began remembering in her mind's eye very vividly all of her dreams she'd had of him from when she was a child and onward [...]
But now as she cuddled and caressed him in her arms like a child while still being a grown woman [...] Terry suddenly felt the Wogglebug becoming warm in her arms, and also felt a very slight tingling sensation all about him also. A bit startled, she opened her eyes. For now the Wogglebug had started to glow a very soft shade of pale gold all about him. She tenderly moved her arms over around his back and moved him slowly into a position to where she could look him in his face.
[...]Then as he gazed up into her own eyes as she looked at him in his most vulnerable state, all he could see in hers was her boundless love and respect for him just for who he really was on the inside.
Terry suddenly gasped in shock and astonishment, but certainly with great delight and ecstasy at the same time. {...]Terry was in a state of absolute bliss with the thrill of this moment. All of time seemed to have completely stood still right then.
"Goodness! I never knew how delightful it can be to feel so much humility...and altogether so much love...all at once!" he said with awe.
"There there," she whispered soothingly. "I've got you...just let it all out...just let it go...it's all right now...I've got you now...you are all right with me now."
His sobs went on like a torrential downpour from beneaht a thunderstorm. She cuddled and caressed his weak and frail body as it trembled rather violently with the vibration of his outpouring torment. He lay pressed against her with the tears from his eyes rapidly falling against her, thus beginning to quickly soak her upper clothing. She laid her hand against the back of his head and cradled him all the more closely and tenderly.
Terry...felt her heart overflowing rapidly with her love for him. For who he really was, and still was on the inside. She could see this now, just under the surface.
"I know..." she whispered in tones only he could hear. "i know...how you feel...I've felt the same way all my life also...That is why I love you! I know you are inwardly all as wise and lovable as I can feel that you are...and you know you are also! This is who you are. This is the real you. That is why I love you so much!"
As she spoke, the Wogglebug as he laid in her arms began to slowly move his arms more upward and around her own body. His sobs went on, but they began slowly to become less agonized and pained. His breathing became more steady and gentle as it seemed to be regulating to its natural way again.
Terry began to really cuddle him in the ways a child cuddles with a beloved plush toy. She closed her eyes ever tighter and began remembering in her mind's eye very vividly all of her dreams she'd had of him from when she was a child and onward [...]
But now as she cuddled and caressed him in her arms like a child while still being a grown woman [...] Terry suddenly felt the Wogglebug becoming warm in her arms, and also felt a very slight tingling sensation all about him also. A bit startled, she opened her eyes. For now the Wogglebug had started to glow a very soft shade of pale gold all about him. She tenderly moved her arms over around his back and moved him slowly into a position to where she could look him in his face.
[...]Then as he gazed up into her own eyes as she looked at him in his most vulnerable state, all he could see in hers was her boundless love and respect for him just for who he really was on the inside.
Terry suddenly gasped in shock and astonishment, but certainly with great delight and ecstasy at the same time. {...]Terry was in a state of absolute bliss with the thrill of this moment. All of time seemed to have completely stood still right then.
"Goodness! I never knew how delightful it can be to feel so much humility...and altogether so much love...all at once!" he said with awe.