I drug myself out of bed and got dressed, wondering all the while about how to spend my last day. For someone like me, I guess there wasn’t much cho...ce. I’d spend it like I spent every other: alone with my camera, one last time.I hefted my trusty camera from its place amongst the junk on my dresser and powered it on while slipping into my shoes. An unusual message filled the display.Would you like to change your life?The message was impossible. There wasn’t anything on my camera able to. "Share memories?"She didn't know. "Just now and back in the video store, I saw what you've seen, what you've experienced. Didn't you do that?"She shook her head, looking a bit worried. "Have you done that before?" Other than what we shared in the dream, no. Today's the first time it's happened."Renée looked around again. "Let's discuss that later, okay?" I could feel how nervous she was. Whether it was what I had just asked her or her near paranoia.Her reactions made the craziness of the idea. We decided to stop under one of the covered tables building, The park was empty and this building was far from the parking area. We were laughing about our luck when out of the forest another bike rider was doing the same as us, escaping the rain. We exchanged friendly greeting and I saw the look Deb was giving this guy. She has always been partial to guys with blond hair and I could tell this guy would be no exception. We were waiting out the rain, sharing the only picnic table bench actually. He groaned, wondering if she was going to leave him high and dry. Instead, she did an abrupt about-face and slid back the little bit necessary to sit on his raging hard-on. She sat there covering him with her wet pussy, and waiting for the sign that he had relaxed one more time.His breathing slowed down, and she leaned forward to kiss his eyelids, and then his lips. "Now you're gonna get what you've been wanting all along." She reached down and guided the crown of his dick to her wet pussy,.