Everyone who met her loved her, and she never failed to find and bring out the best in all the people she met. Marion crashed through the front door a...d raced for the kitchen. Eschewing coffee, she swung open the refrigerator looking for a suitable drink. Grasping a gallon jug of orange juice she poured herself a hearty helping. She greedily consumed the juice, gulping as though it were her last chance to savor its ambrosial delights. She bellowed, ‘Is anyone home?’ She was looking for. Kelsey arrived at the door in a knit hat and a warm winter jacket. I invited her in, allowing her to get out of the cold which generally comes with snow. We had a nice time catching up on our lives, exchanging stories and laughs about music and work. Her day hadn’t been the greatest since her boss didn’t seem to want to fix anything at her job, and when this occurs it always seems like the workers are the ones to get yelled at by customers. After a day of having people yell at you it’s always. In her 20's she had now become a stunning young woman. Piercing brown eyes, a face I could look at all day, and her body was hypnotic. I was always afraid I might stare or she would catch me taking a peek when she bent over to tie her shoes or something. I did my best to contain myself and keep things on the level. She would always be the one to talk about things of a sexual or kinky nature. She always wanted to talk about my experiences with women, and now she wanted to tell me about her. The trees are thicker here, the chorus of woodland bird calls louder than the distant human voices. Here, the ground is carpeted with bluebells, their delicate nodding heads a mecca for butterflies and bees. Spring is everywhere; in the freshness of the air, the new green leaves and abundance of flowers. And it’s peaceful. The undergrowth rustles with the busy activities of secretive wildlife, not yapping, snuffling dogs, and the breeze whispers secrets only we can hear.You hesitate, caress my.