Chapter 15

I was not blind to what had happened the night before. I was aware that I had now stepped over a line that too many people cross these days. I had become involved with a taken woman while also in a relationship of my own. What had struck me last evening on my drive back to the island was that I didn't care. I could honestly say that at that point in my life I was following my heart and acting on feelings that I could only describe as true desire for another. Someone that I had become smitten with while still being friends, someone that I felt I had developed an honest and true bond with before joining in a sexual bond, a healthy bond.

In most relationships, people get together but don't develop feelings for each other until later, usually after experiencing each other for the first time. For the first time in my life, I had come to care for someone for the person that they are rather than sharing our bodies before our minds and hearts. I had come to know her as a person and a friend which had lead to the growth of my emotional triangle that was now as clear as the lake. The difference was that I was caring with my heart, not just my five senses.

My sleep that night was surprisingly deep whether from the fact that I had now had my questions answered or from the fact that I had become honest with Danielle and shared my feelings for her. Feeling the weight lifted off my shoulders, a weight that I had carried for so long like a silent praise. No longer did I have questions about how I see her or why it was that I would smile when I was around her. It was such a feeling of relief.

The next morning was an early rise to the sound of my tent zipper being raised. I slowly rolled to my right side and cleared my vision to find the most beautiful face greeting me. She smiled at me shyly and began to enter my tent. I slid over to make room for her as she closed the fly behind her. Danielle had made the second move, and it was a bold one that brought my spirit to a roaring blaze.

I cleared my throat and asked the obvious question of her arrival. She confided "I have lead Jason to believe that I am driving a shuttle early this morning". I smiled and embraced her with my sleepy arms. We laid there, face to face, smiling without words, gazing at each other with childlike nerves. She leaned in to sample my morning breath as I leaned back. She looks at me disappointed "I want a kiss so that I can experience your sleep with my mouth" she whispers. How could I resist the plea of such a daring woman? My vision began to blur as our noses began to share space. Her lips were as soft as last night and her breath was a large step above my own. That kiss was different ... her kiss was so full of passion as she pulled my body into hers. I tried to become tangled in her but my sleeping bag was causing an issue. I opened it so that we may share the heat that I had created through the night. She moved into my body and we laid there wrapped in each others arms. I felt the sexual tension climb. It was not a new feeling that we shared, but one that was warm, comfortable, and growing with every moment we spent together.

We chatted throughout the morning, reliving last evening's events. We took the time to fill in each others questions and laughed while disclosing details of flirtation. She shared her first feelings and how they had progressed from curiosity to adoration as I returned mine.

How could I have become as lucky as to be greeted by such a morning angel? I laid next to her content in our results of last night. I had wondered whether she would feel awkward towards me after that last night, but I had been shown a different story. She has needed me in the way that I have needed her for so long. These confessions dissipated nerves and alleviated any doubt that I may have had at the end of last night. We had connected emotionally, spiritually, and now physically.

The time seemed to run from us whenever we were in each others presence. That morning was no different than any other. I had to begin my work day and Danielle must head back into town and enjoy her second day off. We parted before anyone else had awoken. I headed to my truck to unload the canoe and noticed her camera and wallet on the passenger's seat. I wondered if she noticed it was missing. Was it left there on purpose? She knew I had an appointment in town today. Was this a reason to have me stop for a visit? There were so many possible answers to so many different questions.

I concluded that I wanted to stop by her home and return her items. I wouldn't get to see her if I didn't stop by. Okay, I would stop. Knowing that Jason was at work and that she was probably at home alone helped me to make my decision.

It was a cool day as I continued with my daily chores and repairs around the island. Later that day I headed into town to finish my errands and soon found myself pulling into her driveway. My body trembled with memories of last evening and excitement to visit with Danielle again. In the back of my mind was a worry that he was there and that he would be able to look at us and know what had happened the night before. I cautiously made my way to the door. I knocked several times with no answer. I wandered around to the front door and repeated the same steps. Confused for I received no response. Her car was in the driveway, but nobody answered. I was disappointed, but happy to leave her belongings in her car. I pulled out of the drive sadly, knowing that I couldn't steal an embrace, a kiss, or at least take in her scent.

I headed back to the island wearing a frown that was soon turned around. Dani had called and asked if I would return her message. We spoke briefly as she asked if I would be joining her for a tanning session this evening. I explained that I was in town earlier and popped in for a visit but with no luck I had just returned to the island. Loud music in her room was our reason for an unanswered door.

We planned a time to meet and I offered to pick her up. Heading into town I was excited and it was noted on my speedometer. I had to keep telling myself to slow down. As I pulled into the drive for the second time that day I felt dirty. Jason was in the yard working on his truck. I stepped out of my truck cautiously. Can people tell from a glance that you feel dirty? That you are dirty? Would he read it on my face? A short greeting was exchanged between Jason and I while Dani made her way out of the house down the back steps. A quick explanation as to our plans and off we went to the salon.

As we drove along the short streets to our destination, I began to reveal my earlier visit and the location of her items. She was disappointed that she didn't hear my knocking at the door. We were both smiling oddly as we pulled into the salon now that we revealed that we had wanted to see each other.

As I headed to my booth I was surprised when she asked if I might need some assistance. Accepting this offering, I felt the room become smaller as it had in the past. With my shirt removed, she began to cover my back with lotion. All sensations returned to me as they had in our previous visits but this time they were heightened. As we stood there I was unsure of how I should behave. I wanted nothing more than to take her and sample her lips once again. Was I being too forward considering the location? Was she still wanting, or had this day alone given her time to reflect and come to a new conclusion of our actions? Always, I think the worst.

Before I could conclude my thoughts she rose to her tiptoes and kissed the back of my neck. I shuddered with delight. My shoulders relaxed as she repeated this several times. I turned slowly to her, gazing into her eyes I felt as if they were smiling at me. I took her at the waist and pulled her into me gently, kissing her deeply, yet quietly so as to not give up our identity to the other customers. My juices began to flow and my blood warmed me from within. I could not help but repeatedly demonstrate my desires for her. I kissed her top lip and separated them with my tongue. She began to relax in my arms and returned my ardor. As we parted, our eyes met once again and she smiled saucily as she exited my booth.

The next ten minutes were pure torture. I am not one to sit still for long and had done my best on the past visits but this day was as if I was covered in ants. I shifted from side to side, twisting and turning inside the walls of light. I was smiling internally, externally, and emotionally, reliving the last two days over in my head when the booth became dark and I felt the cool air touching my body. Happy to be exiting, I hurried to dress and meet Dani in the lobby.

She exited her booth a few minutes later, her skin flush from the effects of her tanning bed. I smiled a devious smirk as she joined me on the sidewalk. The sky had filled with clouds that offered a refreshing drizzle. I walked her to the truck and opened her door. Seated behind the wheel once again, she requested that I take a different route home. On our drive she was quiet. I could read that something was troubling her and I waited silently for her to reveal her troubles. We drove down a quiet street of small single family homes. "Can you stop in front of that small house?" she asks. We waited in silence while visually taking in the house. We parked in front of a tiny white house with a small garage in the back. It had flower beds full of tulips and a small front porch to greet the neighbours. After some time I asked about its importance. "Jason recently purchased it for the two of us and he took possession last month" she says without eye contact. Struggling to swallow my saliva and look back at the house and politely gave it praise. She shook her head and began to explain her feelings toward it as she took my hand.

"This is his house", she points out. She then told me of her view of their soon-to-be home. "I'm panicked and don't want to move in or have my name on the papers. I wouldn't live here until my schooling is finished. In all truth Carrie, it scares me. For the first time this feels real. The ring, the promise, and the talks". Her words crumble as they escape her mouth. It was obvious that she didn't want to take the next steps in her engagement. That she has a lot of soul searching to do before any steps are taken with regards to Jason and marriage.

I was at a loss for words. I laid my hand on her thigh and explained "Things move as fast as you want them to." She gazed at me with weeping eyes and fought to produce a smile. I consoled her with a hug, and then shifted the truck into drive to begin our descent home. I dropped her off at his house and returned to the island.



I felt myself consumed with ample thoughts that night. Was I the way out for her? Is this just a summer experience into the lesbian world? Either way, I decided I wanted to take the chance. She had stirred something up within me that I needed to follow through with.



Chapter 16



The next two days flew by as if there were no other questions in life. We were experiencing each other at every moment. We stole kisses during the daytime hidden from the eyes of our co-workers. Dani would sneak out to the tool shed with the intent of seeing my face and wound up sampling my smiles. We were unable to fight the urge to attain each others lips. Our kisses were vibrant and lively. They brought tingles to any and all areas of my body.

These days felt like a roller coaster ride. Every hill of the coaster was our visit, a rush of emotions as we met at the bottom of the climb, with the tension building as our bodies came closer. We slower climbed to the top of the rail and then with a quick tip we were touching and racing down the other side. My body would scream from inside with pleasure and a feel of comfort.

I would deliver morning cups of tea to her desk while the others were still in the lodge consuming their breakfast. I would take advantage of every opportunity to be alone with her. During these peaceful moments together we held each other close while breathing in the others scent. While in my arms I felt as if all our pain and difficulties disappeared. She has become my reason for waking as she would come to my tent every morning to bring me to life. With a quick morning cuddle and a few gentle words it made my work days became more joyful. I had found a bounce in my step that had been absent for quite some time.

Lunch time in the lodge was the only time that I suffered. Sitting at the table with the others was difficult. We clumsily played the charade of being friends but I was positive we were failing miserably. I could see the nitwit emerging from within me every now and again. I battled inside to hide this fool and concealing our newfound attraction. I could see that Danielle was also having problems pretending to just be my friend. Either that or I was over-analyzing things. She never touched me but always hopped up to help me with anything I needed. A spoon for soup, another sandwich to fill me until dinner, she seemed to caterer to me. It was as if I was making a conscious effort to ignore her at the table in hopes that people wouldn't notice our game of eye-tag. But on the other side she seemed over willing to help. I felt for her, knowing that I was distant at these times and she was happy to be around me.

After work I would saunter to my tent, tired from a long night and a hard day to find Dani sitting upon the rocks nearby. We chatted about all aspects of life and through these chats we could later be found in my tent where I would nap in her arms as she struggled internally with her decisions in regards to Jason.

I was there to listen to her thoughts and to offer both sides of the coin. I pointed out the fact that our lies, if continued, would bring more pain to him than if she was honest with him. I was quick to point out that I was in no hurry to become a member of his hate list but that I also did not like being the "other woman". I told her that I felt we had developed something true and that we shouldn't have to sneak around hiding from people. In no way was I pressuring Dani to come out of the closet, for all I knew at this point, she could have been experimenting with me and that this could turn out to be just another "newbie" experience.

One meeting was a warm day, Dani started work earlier then I and so we finish at an hour difference between each other. Our days had continued to become full of quick kisses, odd glances and short embraces. On this day I had a desire to speak to her before she left to head back into town. I had run out to the parking area in hopes of catching a quick good bye but couldn't see her car as I got closer to the staff quarters. I was deflated and crushed because I wanted to eat up her spare time, catch a few moments alone before the end of the day. I returned to my work shop and finish out the next 30 minutes with bottom my lip hanging lower then normal.



The hour finished and I return to my tent to change out of my work clothes, maybe lie down and catch a nap before dinner. Sitting on the rocks at the shore line down in front of my tent was a blond beauty that was only visible from my plat form. She had driven her car up to Lincoln Beach which was just north of A.P.A. and left it there to take a walk along the beach and ended up on the rocks in front of the lake. She had climbed up the rocks and found a spot to sit and wait in front of my tent. She looked so at peace there. Almost angelic, basking in the sun set of what was turning out to be a beautiful day.



I smiled peacefully and watched her for a few minutes. I am amazed at how she soothes me and brings life to me all at once. Our eyes meet as Dani turns towards me sensing that she is being watched and gives one of her playful giggles. I made my way out to the rocks and to find a spot next to her. "I thought you had left for the day, just like grey clouds had set in but then I find sunshine on the shore line." She again lets out one of her playful giggles that sent butterflies off throughout my body. She looked up at me with her soft smile. I ask "Can I join you?" and she insisted "Yes please". I took a rock next to her. We both enjoy a moment of silence as we watched the sun begin it's decent.



A few minutes had pasted, I reach out with my left hand and slowly rub the right side of her back. While doing this I ask "What's going to happen with us?" She looked over with her eyes half squinting from the suns beam that lay upon her face. No response other then visual expression of puzzlement. I lower my arm back to my lap "It's obvious we both like each other and it's obvious that were going down a path that's going to either explode due to revelations or we can make the path as easy as possible and try to come clean with how we feel." Dani agrees that we need to talk about what the next step is. Questions start to fly through my head of are we going to end this summer romance? Or are we going to swallow hard and step out of the shadows of the trees and into the sun light with our feelings?



I am nervous about this conversation, is she going to call this off and let me know that I have just been lucky to have shared these memories with her or is she daring enough to lay her feelings on the table for me to hear. Until that moment all of our conversations about each other have been very vague and lacking truth of emotions and intentions.



We are just words away from a heavy set conversation when we hear foots sets along the rocks and a quiet voice singing. And there it is, the bubbly "Hi girls, what are you doing? Hello there pretty. You still here huh, can't get enough of the lake." Tristan finds a spot on the other side of Dani and begins to ramble on about his day. This was a normal occurrence for us, on occasions Tristan had even crawled into my tent and joined us for a nap. We both know he is unhappy about being in the office for 80% of the day. He has been trying harder and harder everyday to get outside with me fixing up the basics and creating new projects. I do my best to request his help as much as possible but it is more and more apparent that our boss is wants Tristan inside working on the computer. Dani and I do our best to throw in our two cents until she stands and up and excuse's herself because she has to get back to town. She is expected for dinner.



Every time those words come out of her mouth I am crushed because I don't want her to go and I don't want to share her. The truth is that Jason is the one sharing her and he doesn't know it. I should feel bad and guilty but in truth I am greedy and selfish when it comes to Dani's spare time, and I don't care. I am like a kid who gets a new toy on their birthday and their brother or sister wants to play with it but I don't want to share it with my siblings. "No, it's mine and I am the first to play with it, the first to touch it. No you can't use it like that. You can look at it but you can't touch it".



Growing up with as many siblings as I did there were many times when a birthday came around where I had to share the day and my toys with my younger siblings who thought it was also their special day. My presents became their presents and before I knew it my stuffed animal was in the kitchen sink full of dirty dishes and dish soap because my younger sibling was throwing it up in the air and catching it but miscalculated and it landed in a watery fate and now rendered it useless. Or my plastic toy phone was now broke in two due to someone carrying it by the cord and it dislodge from the main system or hanging up the receiver to hard and it snapped off. Things that kind of broke your heart at the time but then a week or two go by and you forget that you even had the toy and in truth it never bothered you and that's what I feared with Dani. It was a possibility that I was a toy to her. I was something fun and exciting that sparked her relationship and maybe makes Jason pay closer attention to her. To put that spark back into their relationship, to rebuild that solid corner stone that would bring everything back in tight. That thought terrified me.



I had never fallen for someone so hard and so quick. We were so similar and yet so different that we complimented and balanced each other so well except for this 'Y' factor being Jason. Was she going to call it off? "No, no, no, Carrie. This is all wrong it was something that happened and we can't take it anywhere. We need to move on without each other". That it was an experiment for her, oh how I was dreading those words.



It's so funny to think that someone could excite me and yet petrify me at the same time. How could someone excite so many different things in my body at once that make me feel so good and at the exact same time make certain areas of my body so tight, tense and nervous about what the next step was? What's going to happen and how much it is going to hurt? Because as we know, it is easy to go to the negative before the positive and I was sitting on the fence line more and more with everyday of thoughts.



I stand and give her a hug as does Tristan and we watch as she makes her way along the rocks back to the sands and up to her car. We hear it fire up and then it grows quiet.



I, on the other hand, had to tell someone of this new found fondness. I was bursting from within to share my elated feelings about my new discovery. So, when the opportunity presented itself, I decided to test the waters gently.

Tristan and I continued to hang out on the rocks waiting to hear the diner bell ring. He started to converse about Dani and Jason's relationship. How he thought Jason was showing signs of jealously towards Dani when she wanted to spend anytime at the island or with the staff in town. Tristan asked, "Do you think there was a reason for Jason to be so suspicious about your time spent with Dani?" I make a face of thought as he asks the next question straight from the hip, "Is there something going on with you and Dani?"

I answered as openly as I could. I asked "What would you say if Dani and I had become involved?" The only sound heard was that of the waves crashing on the shore line. Silence. Oh, how I hate that sound. Tristan was like a deer caught in the headlights of an oncoming car. I could see the wheels turning inside as he processed this news. "So what you're saying is that you are already involved?" he asks consciously. "Are you disappointed in me?" I ask. "No never. You are family."

We begin a short conversation of Dani's and my time line being tasteful enough to leave out details. I filled Tristan in on the truth of our kiss and that all we had done was kiss. He didn't appear to be upset but rather serious and concerned for my personal safety. "Jason is a large lad Carrie and news like this to a small town man can really bring out ones true colours. Jason is like a camilian, you never know what his true emotion is. He is unpredictable." In regards to Dani and I embarking on a new relation, Tristan was comfortable with the news.

His main concern was that Dani and I move cautiously along this fresh path, reiterating that it is Dani's first time and she might just be experimenting. And what of Sam? These thoughts were not news to me being as I had already considered them. The question was when?



Chapter 17



Our playful days became more and more involved with every meeting. The kisses were becoming longer and more passionate. The embraces were deeper and never ending. The tension was reaching a sexual tone that I wasn't sure she was ready for but I would welcome it for I had been dreaming of it more and more.



One average night became a particular fond one for me. A group of us were sitting in Doug enjoying his patio lanterns and soft conversation. It is a cool night; sky full of stars and the faint noise of the waters trickling on the shore line was heard in the darkness. Feeling relaxed and embracing our down time we are sharing laughs and stories when I began to tire. I struggle to stay in the conversation while fighting the weight of my eyes blankets. I am also beginning to realize that no one is going to leave so that I may have some alone time with Dani. It is getting late and I wave the white flag and politely dismiss myself. I stand giving a soft smile and disappear into the darkness to use the composting facilities and off to the showers to brush my teeth and clean up before heading to my tent. When finished I walk past the yurt and am able to still hear soft chatter and faint giggles. I continue past to my platform and find a space on the edge. I institute a pity party for myself entitled "Poor me".



Whilst seated on the wooden planks that are the base to my tent and begin to remove my shoes and warmer clothing, exchanging them for boxers and a t-shirt which become my version of pyjamas. Opening the fly to my tent, I climb in feeling exhausted and defeated. My head lamp is in the netting at the top of my tent along with other small items. It provides a dime light for me to set the alarm on my watch. I slide into my sleeping bag and zip it to my chin. I rolled over, grabbed my disc man and began to play the cd that Dani has made for me. I can feel my body become loose as it begins to conform to my air mattress. I am in a stage of tug of war with my eyes and twitching muscles. Time passes and I realize that I was asleep. I remove the disc man from my ears and place it aside, reach up and switch off my head lamp. The tent becomes dark instantly and I wiggle back to find that warm place in my sleeping bag that I could have sworn was perfect.



The night is silent except for faint chatter. I am woken moments from my light sleep to the sound of a tent zipper. I open my eyes to find Dani crawling into my tent. She giggles softly and turns to place the fly zipper back in its original place. She removes her jacket and takes her shoes off in the tent in order to preserve her where abouts. I whisper "Won't people know that your in here?" She begins to find a spot beside me and a place on my pillow for her cheek. "Everyone is off washing up and getting ready for bed, and I really don't think anyone will notice and honestly I don't care." My eyes open wide as I find these words so empowering. She has never spoken that way about us. She was up front with her feelings or at least becoming more confident with them. I squeeze over to the left side of the tent to make room for her beside me. Slowly my eyes are adapting to the darkness and I am beginning to see the details in her face. I open the zipper to my bag of warmth and lift a side for entrance and she smiles as she snuggles in to my body. I lay the bag down covering her back as she moves in closer to feel my heat.



Our legs become entangled with each other under my warm bedding. Her head rest's on my right arm with her left arm under her body and her right arm over my torso. We find a place of solace. I no longer hear soft voices in the distance but the flutter of my heart. Dani's arm moves along my torso, running up my left side from shoulders to hips and we come together. At first they are small kisses that begin to wake me like the sun shining on my tent and with it brings warmth within. Soon our connections become deep and full. Her lips have become full from excitement. Within moments I am aroused, I am aware of our acts and all points of pleasure. That's when I feel her warm soft hand on the small of my back. My legs tighten with excitement. She has never placed her hand under my clothing. We continue to kiss as I explore her body through her shirt. Dani has found drive and confidence. She has begun to move her hand from my waste band to the all areas of my back. I am naked under this shirt and as many times in the past I have intimate with people and they have done the same action I have always kind of jump and been tense or nervous at these times. Having a poor self imagine it has always been a struggle for me to let someone in and experience me, yet I am comfortable and I am acknowledging her warm hands and her soft skin as she presses her finger tips into my back and runs them from my shoulders to the bottom of my torso. Nervous for her I softly ask "Are you ok?" She smiles and takes in my lips with a strong but passionate force. To this aggressive behaviour I respond by rolling her onto her back, pushing the sleeping bag away. I climb on top of her with my left leg bent along her right side as my right leg lays between her legs. Our feet begin to dance with each others. She shifts position so that both her hands are now available to explore my back. I am resting on my left elbow and running that same hand my hand through her hair. I can smell a strawberry scent escaping with every small stroke. My right hand is resting on her left hip. I feel her finger tips pressing into my back and I can feel her drive through this contact.



I shift along her left cheek softly placing my lips to make enough connections for a light tickling sensation. I come to the edge of her jaw line and begin to sample her neck making my way up to her ears lob. I hear a soft sign escape as she tightens her thighs upon mine sandwiching them into a warm pocket.



I am urged to touch her when I feel her hands drive down my spine and find their way under my waist band to take hold of my bottom. I am at a point that I fear I can not walk away from. The juices have been flowing for so long. All the foreplay up to this moment has been excruciating to bare. It has been a challenge for me to be so physically and emotionally drawn to someone for such a long time that now I am in a position for an intimate moment that I am contemplating selfishly. My thoughts are heavy as I weigh my concerns. Dip that toe I say and before I have come to a resolution my right hand slides around to the front of her shirt as I begin to caress her assets through her shirt. They are full with a strong heart beat and they begin to send my thoughts off into the next page. I pause and look into her eyes to make a quiet contact to see if she is okay. She smiles and grabs me by the back of my neck bringing my face down to hers and I am again tangled in her tongue. I feel a slight breeze on my back and am now aware of the lack of coverage I was once receiving from my shirt. It has become piled around my shoulder blades and her hands have wandered away to my chest. She is experiencing my frontal torso and begins pull harder at my lips with each kiss.



At this point I am enthralled with passion and moist with warm sensations through out my lower region. The butterflies have disappeared and are replaced by a thundering rain storm beating down upon me. I feel the sweet starting to pool in the small of my back and she also takes in the noted rise in temperature. I slide my left hand under her neck and shift slightly to raise the bottom of her shirt. Her stomach is smooth and fiery with excitement as I have awakened her internal butterflies. She is ticklish to my touch and releases a silent giggle that I have heard many times during our stolen moments. She is muscular and defined and even though I had brushed it many times during our wrestling on the dock or through her clothes I could never have imagined it would be such a spell bounding feature to touch.



I slowly work my way along her torso to her waist line and begin to dip my fingers tips slightly under her belt line and pant line as I slide along her lower abdomen. She digs her finger tips into my back. Her fingers are strong with short nails that I feel in my back. This is not a painful experience although I don't think that the pain could bother me at this moment. My hand reaches deeper into her pant line and I sense her treasure trail. As we continue to kiss I open my eyes and lift my head to have full view of her beautiful face. At this moment the moon is lighting up my dark tent to encompass her face. She continues to explore my hind part and our eyes meet. We are frozen in each others thoughts. I am suffering in the vision of what I can only describe as her playful and devilish bedroom eyes. Her tongue wets her lips and then she lets out a stuttered breath.



"I want to touch you, I need to touch you. I just want to know that it was what you want?" I wait nimble for a response. No time is marked as I wait. Slowly she smiles a persuasive grin. I lean in and take her lips in full. She parts mine with her tongue and I feel her inside my mouth. My right hand travels to her belt and begins a dance of struggle. A double post double hole belt and loud. The belt brings us both to a soft giggle as I comment "This is the noisiest belt ever, someone is going to hear us, and there is no way of hiding this noise." She reaches up with her left hand and takes my right cheek in it "I don't want you to stop." As I lay there swallowed by her plea, I have opened her pants. I kiss her greatly, pulling her bottom lip into my mouth and slowly backing away until it slips out. I feel my shirt crawl past my shoulders and then it was gone. The cool night air caresses my back.



I regroup and find my position sliding my hand into her pants I find my way under her panties. I can feel the temperature raising as I slip my fingers further down from her lower abdomen into her grown area. She is on fire. I feel a small patch of hair run between her fingers. I press down with my fingers to allow her to acknowledge where I am headed and what my drive is. Her body tenses and relaxes and then tenses and relaxes again. She continues to kiss harder and deeper, I feel the pull of her lips to mine. My hand travels into her pants and find her lower lips. There is slight moisture as I begin to slowly massage them. They are fully balanced, soft and hearty. I carefully used my longest finger and go deep along her inner thigh and return by running it up between her lips. They slowly part and I find ample moisture that is warm and inviting and beautiful. She signs in relief.



I look at her face once again and ask "Are you ok?" "Yes" she nods in a soft shaking voice. I shift to place my weight onto the left side of my body in hopes to free up some needed space. My body is still resting on her side but I am now searching for her pleasure. To reach her on a new level. I bite her shirt and pull it towards her chin. Her chest is exposed. Ribs define her torso with depth. She is more beautiful then my imagination could have created. Her breast encased in a lacy black brazier, taunt me to learn more about them. I sample them.



My fingers slowly begin to coddle her pussy. I reach deeper down and find the opening to where new creations are released. I do not enter for fear that this is too early but I continue to fondle her with small circles. She is wet like no other and I feel the same reaction within my body. Then I feel it. The "G" spot, that infamous spot that appears under the pussy like a small pea it gets harder and it starts to protrude and announce itself. If you give it a little pressure you can find sounds and muscle reactions that are unexplainable during sex. That is my goal, my strive to find her unanswered pleasures and be the first to experience it with her in this manor. Women to women, heart to heart.



I slowly start to stroke it up and down as she begins to breath heavy. Dani begins to make small faint noises and moans. She pulls at my back in reaction to her body's experience. I don't feel this as pain but a sign of enjoyment. The sounds that escapes from her mouth. The small cries and little squirms as I work my way along her destination. There is nothing sweeter then these sobering announcements; they are my drive, bringing me to my next level of sexual pleasure. I love these reactions as you continue to experience. She shifts and calls out "How do you do that?" I continue with pressure and explain "That's the spot" I whisper in her ear, "That's what I love." Her head presses back into the pillow as she signs from her diaphragm. I pick up the pace of my moments. She is beginning to twitch more rapidly, her thighs flexing and throbbing. She pulls me close to her face barring me into that pillow. She's coming. We are crossing a step, a bridge. A bridge that I have only dreamed about and pleasured myself too.



Her hips begin to lift and her pelvis tilts. I move with her as not to loose this moment. She pants as the sweet runs down my back. The tent has become a sauna and the moisture begins to gather at the peek of the tent. I push my body hard into hers as I feel her tighten. Her head shifts to he left and her chin lifts to expose her neck. I begin to lick the sweet from it and kiss the pouch at her collar bone. Dani's legs become firm as a sigh flees from within her body. "Oh" she cries out with weakened moans of the same language follow. Her legs jump and quiver in a small manor. I continue to stroke and apply pressure. She reaches around my torso and slams my body hard into hers banging my chin into her shoulder and then she reaches it. "Hoo ohh" as she begins to shiver.



The heat begins to become evident as I feel it run along my shoulder blade and drip upon Dani. She reclaims her breath with a sigh. Her legs slowly continue to twitch as I bring my stroke to a halt and just hold her lower region in my hand. My hand is covered in her lubricant and I feel it I as make a couple last slow trips along her inner privates. I begin to feel her pulse in this region. She is pleased and exhausted as she lays out fully. I gently remove my right hand from her waist band and stretch out on top of her.



Slowly her eyes begin to flutter and she attempts to opens them. Her face is flushed and her lips are full. I kiss her. She has no words and I am at a loss for mine. I lay deep upon her as she continues to rub my back and I feel by her touch that she is crippled. "Are you ok?" I ask cautiously. She regroups and answers faintly "I have never been better, I never knew." followed with a playful giggle. "You are definitely not new at this". I smile, my ego has been stroked. "Am I crushing you?" I ask with concern. "No, I am enjoying it" as she kisses my cheek.



Moments later I roll over to my right side for my left arm has lost its feeling. She counters my roll so that she ends up on top of me. Ours eyes meet and I see this burning in her eyes, a drive. I am slightly confused, wondering if she is upset or excited. She looks down at me and begins to kiss me. Her right hand reaches down the back side of me and holds me firm. I am again aware of my awkwardness but and comfortable with it. She begins to kiss down my cheek towards my neck and then along my chest until she finds my nipples. Her hand returns to my chest and begin to explore my frontal region. She kisses down the center of my torso, down to my belly button. Her tongue enjoys a dip in the last defining connection that my mother and I had many years ago. She continues to sample me along my sides and back to my nipples with a playful lick. She brings her torso back on top of mine; I feel her right hand travel along my side and down to the top of my left thigh. My legs begin to tense. I wonder if she is actually going to travel along the front of my thigh. I am crying inside for her to go along my front and up my thigh to find me and touch me. "Just touch me. You don't have to follow through, I just want to know that you want to touch me", and while these thoughts are racing through my head I haven't even noticed that she is doing exactly what I am thinking. We are on the same level and the same chapter. We are moving together. She moved along the inside of my thigh and finds my lips. She touches them on the outside; I can feel her rubbing them slowly. I am surprised at how aggressive she is. She gently takes me in her hands, pressing delicately on my rough exterior until a small crack is accessible. Slowly she makes her way along my curved shell and dismantles my cover, exposing my inner self that hasn't felt love and has hid from love for such a long time. My legs begin to relax and open at the knees.



"Oh, you are so wet" she whispers as she feels my moisture. I grab her right arm with my left hand. She stops and she looks up and as our eyes meet I shyly explain "You do this to me everyday, all day". She smile and states "I have the same problem but I love it. Nobody does it to me like you" as she kisses my hand and I release my hold.



She slowly slides down so that she is almost kneeing by my stomach. She is kissing my belly and begins to slide her hands around my hips to my back. I feel her fingers grab the waist band of my boxers and pull them towards my knees. I reach down and take her hands to stop them. "Are you sure you want to do this? You don't have to, I understand." Dani looks up at me with a soft brow and devilish eyes. "I want to; I want to know what you taste like."



Oh my goodness, did these words just escape her beautiful lips? I release my hold on her hands and grant her access to me. She slides my boxers to my ankles and removes my left then right foot. Slowly she begins to kiss my left leg making her way up to my thigh. I drive my head back into the pillow. Her right hand is on my left front hip and her right along the outer side of my right thigh. Her kisses are travelling higher up my body as I feel my pulse racing. She grows closer to my genitals as my pelvis rises. My shoulder blades are coming together in the back and tightening up. My mind is racing with thoughts of I can't believe she is doing this, that she is with me and oh my god just hurry up and touch me I need this now. And then it happened. I feel her tongue along my lips and my body shutters. Then I feel it, slowly parting them, she fully samples me, dipping her tongue dip into my crevasse. My abdominal muscles flex post haste. She begins to separate my legs creating a pocket for herself to lie in. I am completely exposed to her. I do not feel the cold, my nakedness or any shyness that I am accustomed to in these moments has disappeared. I am comfortable with the idea that I am with her, that I want her. That we have gone this far, whether it is for one night and this night only. I would be satisfied that I have shared this moment with her, which we have gone this deep intimate route and suddenly I am ripped from my thoughts. My train of thought has been torn from me as I feel her sucking on me; it's as if she knows exactly what I need. My body reacts by flexing in the lower regions. Slowly she is moving the tip of her tongue around sliding it from the bottom of my pussy to the top with gentle delicate lifts. I am at such a high point right now that my body tenses. She begins to move faster, up and down she licks, and before I know it my breath is escaping my body. I reach down with my right hand and touch the side of her head and hold it. Then it reaches, I begin to twitch and my thighs clench as if to close in on her head. She continues to strike with harder more serious and aggressive tastes. "Oh" I call in a whisper. My pelvis thrusts forward as all my muscles react in a symphony motion working together from the inside to assist with my destiny, moving my pussy in pleasurable flexes. My head pushes back and turns to the right, breath escapes me. I am pleased.



I lie still as my body continues to shutter without my direction. Slowly, I feel Dani's hands move along my thighs and up to my stomach, she continues to crawl along my body and kisses me with every step until she is lying beside me.



We lay in silence, wrapped in each other. A place that is one of comfort and peace. We have crossed a line that we have both wanted and brought this adventure into a new level of experimentation or the beginning of a long chapter. I feel satisfied and have no regrets, if anything I wish to do it again. I turn my head to make complete eye contact with her. I am met with a devilish smile once again. I turn on to my side to be facing her. I note that her pants are still loose at the front and that I am still completely exposed. I pull the sleeping bag on to us as we snuggle in with playful grins... as if to say I know what you just did and you know what I just did and yet we are happy about it. The silence is a goofy loose for words. She giggles again and rubs her face tight into the pillow and closer to mine. We meet as we have done so many times tonight and I find a new flavour on her. I wrap my arm around her right hip and draw her close.



We part only inches from each others noses. I whisper with concern "You didn't have too." She looks boldly at me, "I know I didn't, was it ok?" I foolishly grin and find myself getting shy. I draw her back close into me to hind my face along the side of her neck. I kiss her neck softly and raise my chin to her ear "Can't you tell?" I feel her soft breath in my ear as she giggles, "Yes". I squeeze her tight.



Holding her is so comfortable and I love this feeling. She calms me even in my most stressful situations. I am laying here with what I can only describe as the brightest star in my sky. She stands out compared to all others that I have meet and come to know on a personal level.



I begin to move my hand along her left side and enjoy the warmth that covers my hand. I find one of my favourite spot, the crevasse at the hip bone and ribs. A beautiful dip that I get lost in every time.



As we lay there my mind is full of questions of "Am I going to lose her now? Is this going to happen again? What kind of damage is going to come from this? Is it what she expected and did she enjoy it?" From her reaction I can assume that she is replaying the events in her mind, "Did I like it? Did she do it right? So this is lesbian love making?"



I ask her softly "Do you have to go home tonight?" knowing the answer already. "Yes, I am late already." I live in reality. I understand that she is expected somewhere, that she has to go home to him. I don't say anything for I know it is out of place. I am the one out of place, crossing a line, I am the one destroying a relationship and hurting someone. She tips on to her back and begins to assemble her pants and again the night is full of a jingling noise. I quickly lay my hand on hers to stop the ruckus. "I don't think you should wear that belt again, at least not at night." giggled words escaping my mouth. She responds with a bashful giggle. I lean in and begin to kiss her. Her hands drop the belt and begin to find there way around my torso again. I slide my hand on her stomach and sample her skin once again. A flash of "Yep, I got to do this again" runs through my head. I drive my hand quickly down into her pants once again and begin to bring her heart rate to a high. We continue to kiss and before I can convince her to allow me to finish she is digging her nails into my back and has cum once again. She sighs and lays back relaxing into the bedding. I gently stroke her stomach as I hover over her. I am willing to let her leave now, I am satisfied but fear if she doesn't leave soon I will again conquer her body and claim it for my own.



I roll back onto my back and allow her space to relax and redress. I find my shirt and tug it on. The noise from her belt brings soft giggles as she finishes reassembling herself. She rolls on top of me and kisses me deep and then continues off the mattress and sits at the edge and begins to put her jacket on. I sit up to hug her. "Drive safe, I'll see you tomorrow." Our eyes meet and she kisses me good-bye answering "Sleep well". "That will be hard" I state "I have just been full filled and yet something is missing." She looks at me puzzled. "It's you, I don't want you to go but I know you have to go." She smiles large as I kiss her hand. "I'll bring you breakfast tomorrow, tea and toast?" She answers "It's a date" and with that she crawls out of my tent, closes the zipper and I listen for her step off the platform into the night.



I lay back into my sleeping bag, half naked and moist. The silence is interrupted by the sound of her car as it fires up and heads off the island. I snuggle into my sleeping bag and relive the warm that was just shared. It brings back that nauseating feeling, a notion I have now begun to welcome when around Dani and I hope becomes a reality again. My eyes fall heavy. I stretch my arms above my head to their comfortable position. As they pass my face I catch her scent which sends another shutter through my legs. I close my eyes and embrace my dreams of the past hour.



Chapter 18



The next morning I was in the lodge making breakfast behind the island counter, the usual toast with peanut butter and a glass of water. At this time there was a cold running through the staff and we were all taking precautions to stay healthy and whole. Every morning I would take my vitamins with Tristan and Beth along with a shot of cough syrup to keep away what we had all just gotten over. Our way of keeping it at arms length since half the staff was still affected by this unforgiving and seemingly continuous virus was continuous meds. A quick toast to each other and down went the bitter syrup, chased with two vitamin C's and water.



We finished making our disgusted faces when the door to the lodge flies open and Dani runs through the kitchen, down the hall and into the bathroom. It must have been an emergency we all laughed as we heard the door slam shut on the washroom.



Minutes later emerged a refreshed and more calmed paced Dani talking about being stuck on the phone with a client who apparently had diareha of the mouth when all she needed was 30 second in the facilities. Giggling at her misfortune we continued with our breakfast as Dani returned to the office to mind the phones.



I decided to make her a green tea and hand deliver it hoping to help ease her into her day. I entered the office to find her once again on the phone. She looked up from the tour scheduling journal and caught my eye. I give a soft smirk and place the cup of tea on her desk and she gives me a shish grin as if to say oh yeah I remember last night. It was as if we had regressed to this age of a young 14 year old teenager who had just shared their first kiss. Everything from here was a delicate moment. I didn't know whether she wanted to kiss me again? Did she regret it? Was there remorse? Would she want to take it back? Can she tell I want to kiss her again? I just didn't know how to react. I could feel myself tensing up inside because I wanted to touch her, but I didn't know if she was ready for me to touch her or say anything. Was she just as playful and excited as I was?



With the tea on the counter in front of her, she looked up at me with confused eyes, "You don't drink tea do you?" she asked. I smiled shyly and told her it's for her. Her face takes on a different shade of morning red. "How did I know she wanted a tea?" she asks bashfully. She stood still behind the counter sipping her tea and shuffled through some papers while I slowly walked around the counter in order to get a better look outside the window. In doing so I was now in a position to steal her seat, so up I perched myself on the stool. Seated behind her I watch her form move gingerly around the top of the desk organizing today's duties and tomorrows client lists.



Dani moved around the desk to the side and placed some papers in a wall hanging file holder and then spun back around behind the desk when her hip caught the inside of my right knee. I could feel the electricity zip through my body as we connected. What surprised me was that she didn't move away after making the connection. She just waited there with her back to me. I took this as a hint; she wanted to be touched by me. Slowly I raised my right hand and reached out for her right hip which had tempted me on several occasions. Placing my hand gently on her hip I wait for a reaction or testing the waters I guess, like dipping your toe in before you go for a swim. You know it's going to be cold, you know it's going to be a shock but why we dip our toe in is unbelievable because we know we're going to jump in no matter what. So why test the waters? So here I am testing the waters, putting my hand on her hip to see if she is going to react and I dam well know that the left hand is going to follow the right hand, take her by both hips to slowly draw her back in between my legs as I sit on the stool. Before I can even tell my hand to move it is already there. Her hip bone caught deeply between the webbing of my thumb and fingers. She is now standing between my legs with her back still to me. I wrap my arms around her waist and she submits, leaning back into my chest and we just kind of sit there quietly for a few seconds. She sighs and crosses her arms in front of her chest in order to wrap around my arms and my butterfly friends return as she relaxes her head into my left shoulder. I can feel her right cheek brush against my left. Nothing is said but I don't think that we need to actually say anything for us to know what each other is thinking. We just melted into each other. For me it is an unbelievable thing that she would want to spend time with me and want me to touch her in this way. For her, I am assuming it is a different kind of comfort, a different kind of love. It's a more patient, subtle, pleasing and it is soft and a gentle love that women experience with each other. It is something I feel she has ever felt. Something that Jason has never given her, that he has never been gentle and delicate with her. To let her call the shots and express how she feels and what she wants.



I can feel her softly breathing, in a staggered rush. I can tell her heart rate is up and mine is defiantly attempting to burst through my chest. I wonder if she can feel it beating on her back. Dipping the other toe into the water, I kiss her on the right side of her neck gentle and feel her body relax into mine. It's just her way of showing me that she is submissive to what's going on, understands it, likes it and is comfortable. We sat there for a few minutes just quiet looking out the window. A blue jay flies out of the tree and we both notice it and admire it's freedom and how lucky it is to be able to bounce from tree to tree and ride all the waves that mother nature blows along the northern shore lines. It is content and lucky to appreciate a beautiful day unfolding. I comment on how it and I are a lot alike at this moment. I am here and enjoying myself with her and how I never thought we would be in a moment like this together. Dani hears my words that I can only describe as tree sap oozing from my lips and turns slowly to me. We come face to face. I sit up straight and feel her hands move along my thighs as our eyes meet. She gives me a playful smile that says to me "I know what you're saying and it's cute that you're saying it". I run my hands up her arms to her shoulders and give them a playful rub. Dani slowly leans in to me and we come together again. It is warm, energetic and it is delicate and peaceful, all these high tense emotions wrapped with a "handle with care fragile" sticker that you would put on your luggage while travelling. As my vision starts to clear I see a bashful smile emerge from under her dancing green eyes. I looked into her eyes asking honestly "Are you ok?" She soothes me with a definite "Yes". Nervously I reply "Well, I just want to make sure you're alright with last night, no regrets? That you don't feel awkward" and she stops me saying "Carrie, I wanted to be with you. I have wanted to for a while. I have wanted to kiss you, taste you and know what you feel like and I know now and it blows my mind. I loved last night."



I am comfortable and turning into my shell and knowing that I have to look at her but I can't look at her so I grab her by the waist and pull her, hug her and kiss her on the side of her head. We start to part and share one of the sweetest morning kisses that I have ever shared until that moment. I am beginning to relive last night as she kisses me. All the feeling come rushing through my body. I have hardly been out of bed and I already want to be back there but with her. Not wanting to leave but I note the time and dismiss myself so that she may continue with her paper work. Dani smiles. I know it's not where she wants to be either and I appreciate the job that she does and understand what she does but there is no way that I would be happy behind a desk. I would feel like some creature in a cage. Like the cat that you chase it around that house to put it in the crate to transport it to the vet to learn whether everything is fine and that it has had all of its shots. You know that that cat doesn't want to go into that crate. As you pick him up and he is clawing and tensing and his hair is standing up, he is fighting real hard. Putting his paws on the door jam so as not to be put into this little pen of confinement, solitary movable station, and a temporary jail cell. Once he's in there he just sits and looks out the door with the saddest eyes. I think this is how I would feel if I was trapped behind a desk.



A quick peck good bye and I return to the lodge where the rest of the day is brought on by many small meetings where I would walk by the office and stick my head inside to say a real quick hi. That day we hear the lunch bell ring and again we are struggling to look like simple co-workers as we are sitting across from each other. It must be extremely obvious to everyone because it is obvious to me that yes something has happened and yes we are acting extremely odd. Trying not to pay attention to each other is more work then it would be to just pay attention to each other. It was exhausting to see Dani go through her inner battle of who she is and knowing that she has to hide these new feels that she has found when it is so obvious to me that she just wants to be herself.



The conversation around lunch changes to "Hey, its wing night, are we going in?" Beth asks. Thank goodness a topic we could hide in. I jump in "Yeah, I could be talked into going into town tonight." "Alright" Beth fires back, "that's two of the best paddlers here headed in, what about the rest of you stones?" The group begins to laugh and it is unaimos that we are going load up and head into town when the phone rings. I look up at the clock and realise it's the time of the day when Sam calls. I looked across the table as I am told that the call is for me and I see Dani's eyes rise. She is fighting to give a half smirk and pretend that she is calm and comfortable, I rise and take the phone out the door and find a spot to sit on a stump from the stack outside the door. I begin a brief conversation with Sam about how her day is going and how she is doing. The conversation turn to me and what my plans are and I can't seem to find the words to have a conversation with Sam. I explain that "I am running behind today and I have to go, I will call you tonight from the bar tonight. We are headed in for a pint and some wings." Granted it isn't unusual for me to cut a conversation short but it is unusual for me to be so quiet. "Ok, that sounds good; I will talk to you later. I miss you." As she signs off.



I head back into the lodge and find out that the evening is planned out. This is when I am to be ready and where we're going which is not big secret. We are going to the same place we go every Wednesday, where we going to shoot pool and have a few beers. There is nothing wrong with a ten dollar jug especially when there is a bunch of students and people working minimum wage jobs, those jugs come in pretty handy. I already know what I am wearing; I'll wear what ever the dam well I want to wear. It's going to be something clean and it's going to be something comfy and if it doesn't match, even better. I like to challenge myself to think that I don't need to fit into what society says. If people look at me then they look at me. All I know is that lots of people around are concerned about what they wear and whether they match. I dare these people to go out and not match. I dare them to go out and wear their most comfortable pair of pants, the most comfortable sweat shirt, most comfortable pair of shoes and put them all on and if it doesn't match then so be it. To step out of their normal realm and be comfortable with them selves rather then being comfortable with what everyone else is comfortable with you and how you dress.



That night I am not expecting Dani to stop in for a beer as we are having a few pitches and hanging out with the locals watching a ball game on the TV. I am off in the corner of the bar playing a game of pool with Tristan when I hear a familiar voice. I turn and am meet with filled with a swarm of butterflies as Dani comes into my view. Her hair tied playfully behind her dressed in beige capri shorts and a green top accented by her ever famous tan sandals that have been hidden in my tent on many occasions. She come up to our table and greets us with her playful giggle. "Who's winning guys?" I look at her and smile as I complete my shot and begin to stand tall. "Well it isn't me" Tristan jokes back. My smile begins to turn down wards and my butterflies come to a halt when I notice Jason heading up to our pool table. I was surprised to see them but am now a little out of sorts because now I don't know how to behave. Will he know? Could he have smelt it on her? Could he tell that she was flushed and was she acting different when she came home that evening? My favourite part of being with a women is that sweet surprise that you find when all of the sudden you catch that aroma on your hands of her, of the two you making love and pleasing each other. It sends those butterflies through my body all over. My mind flashes back and I relive it all over again with in a second as it flips through your mind in fast forward. We catch a moment for a hug in front of everyone and she makes her rounds hugging everyone. "What's up?" he fires off quickly then soon dismisses it as he states "Dani to come up to the bar with him". I watch as the two of them make there way to the bar. "It's your shot Carrie, forget about RUDY" he laughs. I spin around the find his pool cue inches from the cue ball as he lined up a shot that I would not have been expecting. I knock his cue away "Brutality will not win you this game Mister!" Moving around to the opposite side of the table I watch as Tristan lines up his next shot and do my best to keep a straight face as the cue ball enters the corner pocket instead of the three ball. "Maybe you do need a second plan or else another beer cause that shot was lacking my friend" as I begin to calculate my next shot. "Your right, we do need more beer" as he walks away laughing deeply. A good sport until I realize he has taken my wallet to the bar. All I can do is shake my head and smile as he waves with my wallet from the bar as if to say "Thanks sis."



The night continues on as per usual, two pitchers downed between Tristan and me while refilling Dani's glass as she comes over to visit us. I am not the only one who has noted that Jason has changed his seat from a position with his back to us to the opposite side of the table so that he can watch the three of us. "I feel like I am under surveillance over here" as I line up my next shot while Dani pokes me in the side to distract my attempt at concentration. "I can't seem to go anywhere without getting questioned or company these days, look where he is seated now. Complete view of me" Dani adds. Tristan grows concerned as he brings to our attention that Jason has risen from the table and headed towards us. "Dani, come sit down with me." Taking her by the hand, Dani looks at him asking "Why?" "You got to hear this story" as he leads her away. I complete my shot and note the time. "I need to call Sam, should I get us another jug of barley?" "Heck yah, here's your wallet" Tristan laughs as he throws it to me. "Funny guy huh" sarcastically as I walk through the bar to the back hall.



I head to the back hall and find a seat at the pay phone. I begin to punch in a lengthy amount of numbers consisting on calling card and the long distance number. I am on the phone maybe five minutes with the polite conversation of "How are you? How was your day? What are you up to tonight?" when I hear that famous giggle in the hallway. I look down the hall and see Dani prancing towards me and playfully ask "When are you coming back and play pool?" I look up at her with a devilish smirk "Soon as I am finished talking to Sam." Before I have finished speaking Dani has taken the phone out of my hand and is now chatting up Sam. This is not an unusual occurrence for Tristan and Dani have been known to take a few minutes to themselves with Sam when she calls at lunch or here at the bar which I have always taken it as a hint to hurry up and come back to play.



Looking up at her from my seat I note her feminine choice of dress to which all items match and complement her figure. I can't help but reach my left hand out and brush it along her thigh. She quickly dismisses herself from the conversation as she taunts me with her playful eyes. Handing the phone back to me she runs her right hand from my shoulder to my wrist where she ends holding my hand for a few moments. Looking at each other she smiles and excuses herself to use the washroom. I have no reason to be off the phone with Sam but am wanting to chase Dani down the hall. Back on the phone with Sam, I can hear that she is tired and no longer wanting to keep her eyes open. She explains "We can talk tomorrow when you are not so distracted and I am not so worn out, ok?" "Yep, that's fine. Sleep well and I guess I will hear from you at lunch?" "Sounds good, night Carrie" as I hear the receiver click on her end of the call. As I hang up the phone I quickly rush down the hall to the bathroom. I enter the room and bend over to look under the stalls and note who is using the facilities. I see one pair of feet with a familiar pair of tan sandals that I quickly recognize who's they are. Just as I am approaching the door I hear the door begin to unlock when from out of nowhere is this confidence that I could only describe as liquid courage, I thrust the door open from the outside pushing it in as I barge into the stall. Dani is startled as her eyes look up "Carrie" as I am slamming the door behind me. I take her from the waist. She is submissive as I pull her body in close to mine. I kiss her deep and passionately to let her know that I have been wanting to all night. "I have missed you and am so glad that you came out tonight." She giggles and returns my affection but within moments a rush of energy has been upgraded from serious to critical. We are disturbed by the sound of the main door opening to the ladies washroom. Without hesitation Dani jumps up on to the toilet seat so that her feet are not noticed. I look at her and giggle quietly to this she answers by smiling large and spinning me around so that my shoes are facing the appropriate direction. I am biting my tongue so as not to laugh or announce our presence to the new patrons. We listen quietly and recognize the two voices that have now entered as Dani balances carefully on the toilet. A town local and a co-worker have come to wash their hands. Within moments they are finished and headed back out to the bar. I hear the door close and am met with a smack on the back "We could have gotten caught". I laugh as turn towards the back of the stall "Yeah but it was worth it." Dani gives me a stern face that soon disappears and is replaced with her playfully shaking her head. I unlock the door and make my way over to the sink and begin to wash my hands, Dani is no far behind. She giggles as she washes her hands. She is more relaxed knowing that in fact we had not been seen and that it was exciting. "You are crazy, do you know that?" she asks. "About you" I reply I walk past her patting her on her back side. I make my way out into the bar area and see Tristan still working his way through a pint of beer. I stop at the bar and order our last jug of the night. From this area I can see Dani enter the room, she walks past me with her devilish grin shaking her head and finds her way to Tristan. I pay for the beer and also make my way over. Tristan is racking the balls as he asks about Sam. "She is good, tired but had a good day." "Nice, your break" he states. "Wow, you really want to loose this time don't you" I shoot back. "Wait a minute, it's my turn" Dani grabs a cue and heads to the far end of the table and announces "I'm going to break and run this table." The air is filled with laughter from Tristan and me. We have barely begun the game when Jason appears and is obviously unhappy. He demands that it is time to go home. "I can catch a ride the gang, you don't have to worry" as she attempts to smooth over his sudden change of mood. "No, let's go. I'm tired and you have to be up early." Dani realizing this is only going to be a losing battle as puts down the cue and finishes her beer. "Your lucky, we were just about to beat the pants off of you Princess" states Tristan as he moves into take Dani's shot. "Nice try, I'll see you two tomorrow" as she places her empty glass in my hand while walking towards the door. Not a word from Jason as he follows Dani to the door and then they are gone. We polish off our jug and find our ride back to our tents.



On my way back to my tent I take a few moments to myself on the stones in front of my tent. The night is cool and the sky line is crystal clear. There is something about the waves hitting the shore line that brings me to a relaxed state. I hear rustling in the brush and note Tristan with his head lamp on. He is stumbling back to his tent and not looking well. No wonder he couldn't win a game of pool I thought. I laugh inside and decide I should also call it a night as I climb into my tent and make a comfortable place for myself beneath my sleeping back.



Chapter 19



That day, we are greeted with word of a huge storm that will be landing on our shores by late afternoon. The weather man expects that the waves will reach four meters in height. I am a little sceptic about this supposide waves, I butt heads a lot with the weather men. They have the only job in the world where you can be wrong 90 percent of the time and still get paid without being fired.



I have spent most of the day taking precautions in regards to the boats and the buildings. Pulling all boats up from the shore and placing them high in the grass line and that flower planters and patio furniture were all stored away. I have not yet experienced a northern storm but have been made aware that they are unforgiving to those unexpectant it and I did not want to loose any thing valuable or add more repairs to the ever growing list. Dani would make her way down to the shop and tell me about a boat that I already knew was broken but she was being clever and using it as a playful excuse. Through out the day I note that our meetings had become more intense. We both know that we could be seen or caught at anytime and yet we are relaxed in the moment until I realize "Oh yeah, there are a lot of people around here, your engaged and your boyfriend could probably rip my head off with one single swipe." On our last meeting on this particular day Dani places a small piece of paper folded several times into a tiny square into my pocket, gives me a quick kiss on the cheek and is off to her cage. I am excited as to its purpose and text.



Once she is out of sight I remove it from my pocket and nervously unfold it but do so with a delicate touch as to be certain not to rip or disturb its message. I first noted that her hand writing was flowing; it looked like it was dancing on the paper. The first line brought a large smile to my face. She stated that she has been thinking of me all morning. That I make her feel desired and boost her confidence. She loves that I can make her laugh at any moment, that I am opening her to new and goods things in her life. As in all her little notes and letters she signs it with a smiling face. I can feel myself turtling and becoming shy just from reading her thoughts. I feel like a high school student all over again. I carefully refold it and walk to my platform and place it in the hammock above my sleeping quarters.



My day had come to an end and I found myself upon the rocks with Pam at the mouth of the river. We watch as the dare devils playing in the unforgiving barrels of water while hidind on the rocks daring god to grab us and throw us into the cold waters. Pam and I were waiting for the dinner bell and cringing at the spills that were occurring in the waters below us when we are spotted by Tristan and Dani. Tristan calls to me from the lane above "Are you coming home for dinner or having it here missy?" "I called Mom earlier and told her I was staying here to watch the storm. I take it your going home but are you going for the night?". I began to make my way up the rocks to their position. Dani is looking a little on edge as I walk towards them. "Okay, just thought I would ask. Probably not going to be back tonight but I will see you in the morning" Tristan states as he hugs me good night. "Alright, sleep well". He hugs Dani and waves by to Pam who is still seated at the shore line on the rocks. I look at Dani for we are now alone, "Thanks for the letter, made my day" I quietly whispered as I kick stones that lay at my feet. Dani too becomes shy and smiles in response. "You coming to join us?" I ask. "I could be talked into it" she smiles. "Making me work for your time now huh, I see how it is. Are you okay?" I ask as we walk down the rocks. Again she replies with a smile. Once near the waters edge Pam makes room for us and we cringe at the sight of the spills made by the brave paddlers. These brave souls were being upset frequently but managing to roll their kayaks right side up and continue to paddle the waves with faces of joy. We ohh and ahh from the shore line and are glad that we are not battling these creations from the storm.



Time passes and Pam heads into the lodge to find a beverage. With the numbers now down to two I ask Dani if so is okay? "Once Jason and I got home I got a lot of questions, what was going on between you and me?" With this knowledge I could feel fear striking me from inside. He was readings our faces and actions and we were not clever in hiding our new found fondness. "What did you tell him" I asked. Dani shakes her head and looks down towards the ground "I tried to play dumb and told him nothing, nothing was going on but he kept driving at it." I looked at her as she struggled with her next words. "He wanted to know what the deal was with you, was I interested in you? I answered Yes." A moment of silence followed this response. Shock had set in, she was admitting to the man with whom she was to be planning her life with that she was searching out someone new. I was playfully happy and yet now concerned for the future reactions that might develop. "He got mad and we began to argue. How could I be interested in women? What was I doing to our relationship?" I sat quietly and listening to recap the evening argument about me. I felt dirty and sad that I was causing so much heart ache not only to Dani but also to Jason. He was a small town boy who was not going to understand this new found attraction to me and I feared the worst for he was not likely going to be except it. Dani continues to recant his words of anger and confusion "He asked if you were interested in me? I told him no and that you had never shown any interest in me. I was unsure of what to say at this point. He was so hurt." Dani looked up at me with sadness in her eyes; I could see the water begin to flood her green filled eyes. She continued on with her evening and how Jason wanted all the answer last night for the rest of Dani's life. Were they going to be together? Why a girl? What was he doing to make her want women and be confused? Why Carrie? It was obvious that Dani was exhausted from last evening and that is was an emotional stressful day.



It dawned on me at that point "That's why Jason came out here at lunch time today, to check up on you." I recalled sitting on the stump outside the back door talking on the phone with Sam and was startled when Jason came around the corner so fast. No weak hello like usual, he just looked down at me for a second then pushed past me into the lodge. Dani thought for a moment, "Well I can't say for sure why he was there but it did feel intense to have him stop by since he hasn't done it much this summer." It was an unusual lunch, Jason had entered the lodge and moments later the two of them exited and headed towards the office and stood in the driveway. Even after I had finished my phone call and lunch, I exited the lodge to find him in the office standing next to her looking extremely unpleasant as I pass by and retrieve my radio from the charger. I only excused myself as I reached for my portable and exited the office.



I thought quietly for a moment trying to digest everything that I just heard. What we were now doing was crossing into a boundary of pride for Jason. He was now injured in a fashion that could not be mended. "I have no questions for you but if you want to share feelings whether it be ones of backing out or ones of being lost, I will listen and just listen." Dani raised her eyes to me; she was now it tears. "Are you alright?" I ask. "I am worried. I have not seen him so hurt and so angry at the same time." Dani begins to burst into tears "He said that I sicken him". I understood the man that Jason was with every piece of detail shared. He was a true man of pride, property and of uncontrollable emotion. He was hurting and instead of attempting to find a level in which both Dani and he could come to a conclusion together he felt it more appropriate to lash out at her something that all of us have done at some point in our lives. What I found disturbing was that this was his partner of two years. Someone who should be his best friend as well as lover and yet it didn't come down to her happiness, it came down to his. I had come to the conclusion that my original thoughts of Jason were correct. He was like most of the small town boys I had grown up with; she was a trophy and that was all she was. The conversation ended with Jason asking her to no longer spend time with me. I took these words to heart and thought of my beliefs when it came to a relationship. I believed that if you loved someone and truly cared for them that it was your duty to help them become all that they desired and needed in life. If space was needed, then grant it. If your definition of relationship was to change then change for the better. "Is that what you want? Do you want me to keep my distance?" Almost immediately she reached out to me and took my hand, "No" she whispered. Moments passed and the silence was broken by the sound of gravel being tossed. Dani dropped my hand and I recognized the engine as it approached. The same as was heard at lunch. Dani looked up to see Jason parked at the tip of the rocks where we were seated. He looked down and then shifted his truck into drive and spun gravel as he ripped out of the driveway. It had only been a day and already she had rebelled against his request. "Oh shit, he is so pissed." I looked at her trying to calm her "We weren't doing anything wrong. Pam was here just moments ago, it's not like we planned it or are hiding." With eyes of concern Dani looks towards me "It won't matter to him."



We sit in silence as I am sure we both are trying to decipher what words should be spoken next. Time passes this way until Pam returns to the top of the hill and explains there is a phone call in the lodge for Dani. "Who is it?" she asks. "I think it's Jason" Pam explains "He doesn't sound happy. I told him you were outside and I would have you ring him back but he insisted on waiting." "Shit!" and off she goes to take the phone. Pam joins me on the rocks "What is going on with those two? He seems to be getting ruder with every meeting, like today at lunch. What the hell was that about?" I want to share what is going on and choose to do it with a need to know basis "He thinks Dani is warm for Tristan and me." Pam turns to me sharply "Get out, Tristan is like a brother to all of us and well no offence but Dani is straight, isn't she?" Now I am the deer in the head lights, "Well we do spend a lot of time together. I guess that could leave space for others to wonder, right?" Pam leans back into the stones and smiles a playful grin, "Right Carrie. I thought something was up the night we went to watch a movie Tristan's and then the visit from Dani while we were on our trip. Hmmm, it's cool with me just so you know." I can feel my face changing shade as she completed her investigation. "Nothing has happen and I am not even sure if anything will but this is starting to get intense." We dip into a conversation of Jason and Dani's relationship and how Pam has seen it change through the summer. Pam is also a strong woman, playful yet one who takes offence to people putting others down. I listen as she recounts an evening in the yard where Jason thought it playful to verbally knock Dani down in front of the crew. I guess more people had noticed then me. I recalled that night in my head, it was back before I even knew anyone well enough to interject. I remember back at the beginning of spring and how I just stood quiet for a few minutes waiting for him to stop insulting Dani but soon realized he wasn't going to so I left the yard to find something more appealing. It was hard to walk away from it and even harder not to address it with her. I shared that I remembered that night and how Tristan and I had taken that up together when we had time alone.



Through out our chit chat Dani emerges once again and is visually upset. Her face has been tear soaked and she looks lost. Pam and I head up the rocks and meet Dani at the drive way. "You okay Dani?" Pam asks. I can see that she is not ready to talk about the conversation and suggest we keep walking in order to have privacy. Pam leads the way to Doug and we find a place to sit. "He's told me to get out, pack my bags and get out of his families house" she explains as she sits on one of the make shift chairs. I am at a loose for words but Pam steps in. "Are you kidding me? For what; hanging out with Carrie and me on the rocks?" "There's a history here Pam and he told me to stay away from Carrie. He has fears and questions." "Oh big man, this will fix it. Kick you out, how charming." Pam fires back. "Okay, we are all a little fired up at this moment so what were his words. All of them?" I ask. "He wouldn't even listen to me just kept saying I don't care, get out. I tried to explain we were doing nothing wrong but he wouldn't have it." I can see her hurt and am thinking it is a combination of hurt for both her and Jason. Loosing her place to live, hurting him and his family and her relationship with his family. "I am to come home now and pack up my things. I have to go; he's packing it up as we speak." She continues to demonstrate that she is not wanting to go alone and yet needs to get there soon to make sure things are not destroyed due to emotion. I suggest that Pam go with her for support and to make the process calmer and quicker. Pam waits for Dani to except which she does almost immediately. "Just take what you need for the next couple of days Dani and you can always go back for the rest or he might even change his mind in a day or so." Not that I was hoping he would but it was quite possible that once things cooled off he would see things different. I was uneasy for the two of them to be headed off the island in Dani's little car. I worried that things were going to become extremely messy and my gut was telling me it would be physical.



The next hour was torture as I stroll along "government" beach searching for comfort when it appears over the hill. I head towards the staff area and find Pam and Dani unloading a tent. "What you doing with that?" I ask the dumb question. Pam continues to unload the car as Dani briefs me on what has happened in town. "Jason has agreed to give me space and time apart so that I may have time to think and this space comes in the form of a tent so that I can stay at A.P.A.". I find this odd considering I live at A.P.A. and his biggest problem was me, none the less we continue to unload her car and set up a tent. I wonder if I have only been given half the conversation that occurred and whether Dani was being completely honest with me about what she has told Jason. Pam and I catch a word while Dani puts her toiletries away at the showers but she has no information explaining she stayed in the car while they talked in the house.



I had decided while setting up Dani's tent that I would spend the night at Tristan's to let the storm that brewed by Mother Nature and with Jason and Dani needing time to cool down. It was in everyone's best interest that I not sleep on the island that evening. I spent another hour climbing around the rocks with Dani and Pam on our own just laughing and enjoying Mother Natures show. I truly enjoyed Dani's company as she chattered on about past storms that she has witnessed both between Jason and nature. In sun set light she looked almost angelic even at piece. It was nice to see her smile and breathe gentle once again. I felt guilty knowing that I was a contributing factor to her pain. My true intention was not to cause such an upheaval but to selfishly get to know Dani on a deeper level. I never once thought that we would travel so deep into each others worlds. This thought brought me back to my reality, what of Sam?



Chapter 20



That night while at Tristan's I decided to make things clear on my side also. I decided I would send a quick email to Sam. Not to sure if you've picked this up yet but I am an instant gratification person. When I want something I want it now. Not tomorrow or next week. If I needed to talk I needed to do it quickly.



Communication with Sam had been minimal with little heart and more talk of another unknown party. I had travelled to Sam's place earlier on in the summer on several occasions. All visits were pleasant but something had changed. I decided to be blunt about the situation in hopes of beginning a conversation that I dreaded but needed to have. I knew she couldn't talk tonight, she had stated earlier at our lunch time conversation that she would be out with her friend, the same friend that had become the topic of more then one conversation lately. A quick email would test that and tonight was the night, "I feel like I am chasing someone who doesn't want to be caught. Is this possible?"



My sleep that night was non existent. A mixture of fear of being rejected, of sensing that in fact Sam was experiencing someone else which would fearfully open old doors and pick the scabs from the wounds that I had trouble healing in the past. It could also bring a warm sense of cleansing, knowing that I would be completely free to experience Dani. I awoke the next morning to a day off and a quiet house. Tristan's place was usually a home a peaceful sleeps, although last night was a contradiction. Tristan and I, being the only souls at home, I found myself the only early bird on our day off.



I freshened up in the bathroom and found my way to the office to check my email for a response and there is was. The answer starred at me from my inbox. I was nervous and sick at the same time. Nervous that again I had failed at a relationship and sick that all my suspicions of Sam's infidelities were true. RE: question for you, was the only new email in my account. I waited a few moments while my stomach sank into my pelvis. My body began to nervously twitch as I clicked on her response to open. "I think we should talk, ring me after diner tonight" was all that she had responded with.



After diner! That was 10 hours away if not more; apparently she didn't know me very well at all.



I now recognized my feelings had moved from anger to disbelief. I lost patience as I sat there rereading her short precise response. I look for an ear to walk me through these next hours but the room was silent except for a small black electronic box on the corner of the desk. The phone spoke to me "Come on Carrie, you don't want to wait for this answer that you and I both know. She's at work, call her". The inner battle began. Put the ball into play and use that strong forehand you demonstrate so well or respect that she is at work and speak later. Aghhh!



Ok let's end this on my accord; I do still have my pride. With the state of confusion my mind is going through I believed, I would go nuts waiting all day for this conversation. The stubborn selfish side would win today. Picking up the phone I nervously dialled Sam's work number then her extension and waited for her to answer.



Sam answered on the third ring "Good morning, Samantha Drake". I swallow hard. Panic is evident as my body shudders with anxiousness. "Hi", "Oh hi, I thought we were going talk tonight?" she stats in a calm manor. "Nah, let's just get this over with, I know what's going to happen or at least I can guess so I would rather just get it over with." My defensive cocky manor was coming out and attempted to cover the fact that I was upset by this news. "Carrie, it doesn't have to be so cold."



I snap back "I just get what's been happening in the city and really I can't take wondering anymore."



Sam tries to explain her view of the situation in which I already had made up my mind on. "I just feel we've grown apart. You're wrong with the assumption about there being someone else" she states.



"I'm not dumb, why wouldn't you just tell me this a while ago?" I snap back as I feel myself starting to crack. Get it together I tell myself. This is no big deal, it's not like you have been together for years or anything.



"I'm not sure, are you ok?" she asks gently. I thunder inside, as if she was playing that card. I laugh "I'm not going to cry and throw a fit like some love struck person".



"That not what I want but you have to acknowledge your feelings" she states. Great, a therapist, I thought "It's no big deal" I fire back.



I can hear in Sam's voice that she is frustrated with my lack of emotion or patients "You don't have to be so tough all the time, it's ok to be upset".



I laugh again "I'm fine". "In your shell, that's how it has to be?" She asks. "My shell?" I state sarcastically as I begin to become fuelled.



"Yes, your shell, with holding how you feel" in her best Dear Abby voice. This conversation was going right to the toilet. Now, I am getting a free therapy session from someone who is the last person who should be talking about opening up and being honest. If she wanted me fired up, she's got it now I thought.



"I guess it's a good thing since you are going another route" I throw out for her to react. Cheep shoots, nice I thought, how much lower can I sink.



"Well, I guess there's not to much left to say?" Sam states in that 'we need to hang up tone'.



"I will call you when I get into the city to make arrangements to pick up my stuff." and that is the end of that I thought as I hang up the phone.



I do this all the time, talking without thinking is to shoot with out aiming... I am so good at this. The sad part is that I know what is happening or about to happen and yet I still can't control it. To see me in action must be quite a sight. Red faced, jumbled words and a furrow on my fore head as deep as a freshly ploughed field. Thoughts ripping through my mind like the lake in strong winds and splash out of my mouth onto the shores for all to digest.



The phone call was complete just as the relationship and probably any possibility of a friendship. Off the edge of the cliff I threw myself and any chance of an adult conversation. I was unsure as to why I was upset at the completion of Sam's and my relationship. Here I was, wanting to experience someone new who I looked forward to our times together and yet here I found myself lost in my own creation of salty waters. A small nauseating sensation filled my stomach and I craved a hug, so off I went to wake the beast.



I climbed the stairs quietly and tip toed through the house up to Tristan's room when it hit me that if I wanted a hug I would have to wake him so why am I tip toeing up the stairs. I cracked the door to his room and crawled into a warm bed and immediately received a warm hug. That's what Tristan was to me, without knowing what was going on he always knew what I needed.



We laid there wrapped in each other and discussing my mixed up, confused feelings and my obviously immature telephone abilities with Sam. As always Tristan brought a smile to my face and before long we were giggling and headed to the kitchen for eggs and bacon.



Cooking with Tristan was always a joyous time. We would turn on the stereo to something we could both enjoy. Me dancing around and him as always, singing better then the artists themselves, or at least I thought so. By this time we had decided it was brunch and we added some fruit salad to our breakfast mix.



Before long our bellies were full and we had found our spots on the sofa's engulfed in the news paper and a good book. I was feeling better and had forgotten about my childish and unpleasant conversation with Sam.



The sun was almost full and the day was turning into a beautiful lazy August afternoon. Tristan was seated near the window, gazing out onto the lake front beach when suddenly he hops to his feet and strolled to the patio door with a new found drive. From my seat I can not see what it is that has brought such life to my mate but I will scold them immediately for interrupting our lazy day and inform them that I did not wish to share my time with Tristan, and there she was, in bare feet and blue Victoria secrets bikini. For some reason I am embarrassed to see her body trembling from the cold waters. Questions start to fly through my mind, what is she doing here? How did she get here? And why is she soaking wet?



I run off to find Dani some clothes to warm her up and cover her delicate curves, thus making me more comfortable because we all know it's all about me in these instances. Make me comfortable, ease my awkwardness. Soon Dani is looking great in my sweets and we find some space in front of the bay windows. She begins to explain the events of her morning. Dani had gone into town early this morning to talk with Jason as pre his request and had a fight. Jason was mad about her time spent with me. Jason had become frustrated with the sound of my name popping into all her sentences and that she was spending more and more time at A.P.A. after her shifts had finished. His jealously had now become more of a demand, demands of Dani to stay away from A.P.A. and myself.



They summed had up their morning conversation with Jason having to go to work and Dani requesting some time to herself to sort out her thoughts and grab some sun. Jason agreed that she could go to the beach as long I was not a part of these plans. Dani was just north of the Tristan's home, down the shore line on Sunny Bay. She explained that she was sitting there for about an hour enjoying the sun and journaling her thoughts but her thoughts were circling the same topic. Me. Unable to sit still any longer she started walking along the beach and down the shore line. It was on this walk that she decided she needed to see me. Knowing that I would be at Tristan's on my day off, she found her way along the rocks to Tristan's home.



What a trip! This was no ordinary walk, at certain points of the shore line there is no sand. You must actually climb the rocks that line the shore and if chance would have it that you slip off the course rock you would surely find yourself deep in Lake Superior's cold drink.



An answered to her condition, Dani had clumsily slipped of the rock face and landed in the drink thus the wet appearance and how she came to arrive on the back door step in nothing but a bikini. We all laughed in Dani's small adventure for we knew she was a tad clumsy but I was happy that she had made her courageous journey along an unforgiving coast line.



Tristan realized the hidden line to her unexpected arrival and quietly left us alone and retired to the family room on the lower floor.



Sitting close to each other on the love seat, we were silence for a few moments just gazing at each other. Dani asks an obvious question about my appearance. "It looks as if you have had a rough morning, are you okay?"



"Sam and I broke up this morning." I stated without eye contact. Dani is silent but soon responds by walking over to the sofa and sitting next to me. "Are you okay? Is that what you wanted?" She asks with concern. I explained "It was a calm conversation where we both decided that we had grown apart and that things would be best if we ended it now. Both of us had suspected the other of finding a new adventure so when the trust is gone it is all gone." Lie, yep, why admit that nearly 2 hours ago I was once again 12 years old.



Dani respects my version of this morning's events and we giggle at our odd morning adventures. I watched her smile grow and soon we are both back to our normal cheerful selves.



Feeling calmer and more relaxed I suddenly find a moment of strength. I take her hand and pull her into me. She falls into me with her playful giggle. Raising her chin to me we find each others lips and I feel whole once again.



Continued...