then a long grinding groan , like mitch , inside me , moaning in his ecstasy , a deep-throated sigh that went on and on and on : oooooooohhh ... ... something came out of my mouth , a high , inarticulate exhalation-and even now i think , yes , that 's what i sounded like when mitch and i were together , and for the briefest of moments , i was no longer there but defined only by the limit of mitch 's arms holding me together , tight tight tight .