The sun starts to set on the lake. The fireflies are starting to come out and you can hear a frog start to croak in the distance. The lake is quiet and the body of water is still. There 's no noise except for the wind through the Tree and the urine lightly lapping against the shoreline. It 's so passive that I jump a footling bit when you come up behind me on the docking facility and tap my berm. I almost autumn in, and you laugh at me for getting so scared that easily.

You ( Y ) : `` I thought you were supposed to be the one that was n't scared of anything out here ? ? That was what made me agree to total out here with you alone ! ``

Me ( M ) : `` Sorry, I just was n't expecting it. Plus I zoned out for a slight bit there. ``

Y : `` Have you been smoking or something ? I told you I did n't want you doing that while we were out here since it 's just you and me. ``

M : `` No ! I told you I did n't even bring any with me. I want to spend metre with you. ``

Y : `` Good. I do n't know why you do that stuff anyway. It messes with your head and you ca n't think straight when you 're on it. ``

M : `` I 'm not having this conversation with you again. We 've already talked about it and we 've agreed that we just have a divergence of opinion on it. Nothing 's going to vary that so there 's no use arguing about it. ``

Y : `` I know, I 'm dismal I just ca n't help it. I just wish you would stop it altogether and then we would n't experience to concern about it ever again. ``

M : `` Or you could kibosh nagging.. ''

Y : `` I 'm not nagging ! I 'm jus- ''

M : `` Yes you are. ``

And with that, you turn around and storm away from me, heated.

M : `` baby, wait I did n't mean it like that ! ! ``

But you were already gone. Into the house with the door slammed loudly behind you. I sigh and go back to looking at the lake. The sun has descended behind the hill on the former side of the lake now but there 's still enough lighting for me to draw out the particular of the surround. I love the way that the air smells.. So fresh, so neat. I wish that I could just sit out here and never feature to go back to society and worry about the petty clobber of every day life.. I wish that I could just pass the rest of my spirit here in peace, with you by my incline. I wish that you and I could grow old together in this paradise.

Once it 's almost too dark to see my way back to the theater, I start to leave the dock using my telephone set as a sparkle. On my way back, I hear something out in the woodwind. There 's a deer standing about 10 feet away from me on my rightfield. I wish that I could yell your name and make for you out to see it, but I do n't bang how the cervid will react to such a aloud noise. It already knows that I 'm there because it 's staring right at me, it 's just not doing anything. I stare right back at it. It sticks it 's tongue out at me as if to taunt me and then suddenly, it sprints away. I turn to run inside and recite you what just happened, and you 're standing right in front of me with tears in your eyes.

M : `` Babe, what 's wrong ? ``

Y : `` Do you love me ? ``

M : `` What ? ? Of course I do ! ``

Y : `` Are you certain ? It seems like you love weed more than you love me because you wo n't quit even though I want you to. ``

I decide that I 'm not going to win this by defending myself, so I give a little.

M : `` Babe, that 's not it at all. I love you so much. pot is just something that I like to do with protagonist when I 'm hanging out. It 's like drinking a beer for me. I do n't do it just to get fucked up and palpate high. I did n't know that you felt that strongly about it though. I 'll stop doing it whenever you 're around me. I promise. ``

Y : `` Really ? ``

M : `` Really. ``

You smile at me and give me a light kiss on the cheek, brushing your dampness cheek against mine. For some reason, that kiss had a sort of explosive charge in it. Like a Muriel Spark that was now hanging in the air after some static electricity had been discharged from a blanket. clock time seems to slow down as I stare into your eyes and we both watch in ravenous anticipation that one Spark descend through slim air into.. What is that.. A barrel of gasoline ?

The next thing I know, that `` gun barrel of gasoline '' explodes and you 're on top of me, pinning me down on the tough wood floor. Our brim are locked like a chastity knock and our tongues are engaged in a wrestling match that would put a prison riot to shame. Our dead body are interlaced to the full stop where I do n't sleep together where mine ends and your begins. The acute cacoethes that has just been ignited within both of us contender anything we 've experienced before this point. We 're both locked into a rhythm. It 's like contribution of a philharmonic. We 're playing our own parts, but they 're both locked in and synthesized to the point that it 's really one big event and it 's going to be awesome.

You push me down further into the couch and come up to get some air. You pull your shirt off as I struggle to get mine off and then you come back for more. As the making out continues, we move around the story taking each other 's wearing apparel off until we 're both stark bare rolling around knocking into mesa, couches, and just about anything else in the immediate area. Somewhere I hear a lamp hit the undercoat and smash into a million pieces but neither of us quail. We 're both so focused on each other that null can break our concentration. I want to make you scream my public figure and you want me inside you. We tease each former. I bite your neck and your ears and lap up your shoulders, chest, tit, venter and peg, all while exploring every in of your body with my back talk and hands. You do the same to me, making me reach a new height of hug drug that I 've never experienced before. It 's like we 're both trying to make the early one be the starting time one to polish off, like it 's a game. I pin you down and piss sure that you 're not going to win by going in for it all. I lightly flick your clit with my tongue once and you freeze. Your lip opens but zero comes out. You relax a footling underneath my weaponry, then I do it again, this time with a little Thomas More contact and a little more deliberate motion. You gasp this time and you completely surrender to me. I start to bite it softly and cream fasting and operose while I slide my digit in and out of your pussy. Your eubstance starts to contort and your thighs close in tighter and tighter around my capitulum. You start to almost chant my figure in between labored breaths as you inch closelipped and closer to the tipping pointedness. I can almost feel you reaching the edge as the walls of your vagina start to ruffle and contract around my pointer and middle finger's breadth. Your heftiness tense up and you grab the rear of my head and deplume me in even closer, almost suffocating me for a second as you orgasm, screaming and moaning at the Saame sentence until you collapse and unloosen me from your grasp.

I pull back and you spread your peg again, inviting my thick pulsating peter to infix you. I run the school principal of my dick across your pussy lips a couple times and look on your chemical reaction. It 's so raw after your orgasm and you flinch and moan just from that little bit of contact. I love watching you react that way and it turns me on so much more. I decide to stop teasing you and I slowly start to push myself into you. I can feel you stretch out to accomodate my cinch and at 1st it 's toughie trying to fit it all in. Then you gradually start to get used to me and it 's well-heeled to slide in and out. I stare deeply into your eyes and you kiss me voiceless on the mouth as I start to move in and out faster and faster, building speed and intensity with every poking. You bite and suck on my neck as I keep going and I love it. I moan loudly and lunge all the way into you, balls cryptic, and retain it there. You let out a long, loud moan and I slide all the way out to switch positions. I put your legs up on my berm and re insert myself and pop pounding away. This military position makes you so often stringent and I love the feeling of you hugging my ray. You 're loving it to as my cock slams against your g bit over and over again. I love the sound of my Ball slapping against your ass as I thrust deep and profoundly into you and the phone of you moaning my figure. I slide out and you push me down onto the dry land with your feet. You mound me backwards and jump riding me lift cowgirl. My dick is hitting your g spot directly every time you descend and you 're loving it. You look out the windowpane and the Sun Myung Moon is so bright. As you start to feel yourself cum again, you throw your head back and arc your back and sit all the way down on my rooster. I can feel your juices flow out like a river and run down onto my stomach and my balls. You slide off, shaking, and set off to wind up me off.

You look into my eyes and yank me off, telling me you want me to cum for you. That 's all that it takes for me to wind up, and before you know it jets of flannel, warm, pasty cum shoot out and land all over my tum and even my chest and all the way up to my neck. You then go to lick up and swallow every last bit of cum off my body. We lay there and mind to each other breathe with our sweaty body glistening in the acute moonlight, slowly drifting off into a deep and contented sleep.

Later that dark, you wake up to the sound of what sounds like stone being dropped on the pack of cards outside the window that we fell asleep in front of. You look out the window and a deer is standing on the deck looking right at you. You 're not startled, but slightly in awe. You look over to ignite me up but I 'm fast asleep. When you look back out the window, the deer starts to trot away. You snuggle up against me and instead of waking me up, you decide to tell me about it in the dawn .