I lay on the grass with the warmth of the sun upon me. It is like being held in a fragrant soft green hand, I lay back looking up and I watch the clou...s and let my mind wander as they evoke images and shapes, the play of light and dark on the edge of this place. I sleep, and do I dream within my dream? I see timid and curious wild life peer from the beds of flowers, a rabbit bolder then the others comes out of cover, a weary eye on my sleeping form, as he crops the long grass. Some deer appear. Don't die, you can't die! Stay with me," my beautiful guardian begged. That wasn't right, angels shouldn't beg. "Marcus!" he roared, his breathing ragged, sobbing.I tried to tell him it was okay but I couldn't remember how to speak."Don't leave me, Tricia, please. Marcus!" His voice was filled with agony and I couldn't help him.I felt myself being rolled onto my back, but it was a distant feeling, unable to touch me as I floated. Then something bumped my leg.My eyes opened just a little, the. When I go by myself, it is definitely a time to be remembered fondly.Let me share one of those times with ya'all. It was towards the end of winter, down south, I had plans to attend anoperatic performance with dinner afterwards. When I am "Me", plans canalways change unexpectedly. Dinner afterwards was to be with a very goodfriend who was called out to work, hence her cancellation of our dinnerplans. I wasn't going to miss getting out, so off I went. The opera wasvery enjoyable; I wore a. But he thought you wouldn't be interested in an orgy like that, especially with the other younger men there. And that he didn't need me fucking you, there could be problems." She paused and shrugged, "I think he was also worried about his mother, your wife, finding out and being angry with him or me. So he said no, that you shouldn't stay."So you went home just after midnight, and I was very sad to see you go, because I'd been thinking the whole evening how nice it would be to have sex with.