"Be careful," the grocery man said. "The Lake bed has been shifting ... thank you Sleeping Bear Dunes ... don't depend on the charts."David radioed in...a list and asked them to double it. His plan was a present for Wendolyn Too.Andrea complained about the sonar ... David pretended to fix it ... yeah, right ... it wasn't broke ... just disconnected. The area was dangerous enough so he played no more tricks. Lake Huron was plenty deep and island free ... after they passed Thunder Bay ... now there. He was a good and interesting conversationalist and two hours later he said he really had abused my time enough and really should leave.We both had to be up early the next day for work. As he was leaving I could see he was hesitating at the door and was ill at ease. ‘Is there something else Henry?’ ‘I hesitate to say this,but I know a nice restaurant where the food is excellent and the music is very nice,maybe someday you will forgive me enough to accept a dinner date with me.’ ‘You are. She laughed out loud. Rolling on the bed she looked at me with pity in her eyes. I couldn’t help but smile a little.“Alright, as you wish my lord.” She told me with a mischievous smile on her face. She turned around and got into the position and extended her hand to guide me to her hole. Entering her from behind sure was a new experience. As it slid and thrust inside her I was only thinking about boring things so that I last longer.Watching her butt wiggle while stroking her from behind was. To his surprised relief, the fog faded away instantly and Patrick found himself in a small wooded glen. Trees, tall and majestic, grew around him. Their canopy of vibrant green leaves created a dappled shadow and light mosaic on the soft green grass. To one side, a stream gurgled, its water crystal clear, allowing Patrick to see the small stones and sediment at the bottom. A school of tiny fish swam by as he watched. A small butterfly, its fluttering wings a soft, pastel yellow, drifted past.