We’ve talked about this fantasy several times but your green eyes convey your deepest secrets. Is it trepidation? … .. excitement? …. lust? I k...ow we’re both nervous but equally excited. We have been all day. The sexual tension and anticipation has been palpable ever since you gave me the okay to make this fantasy real. I have no doubt that my own eyes show something more than the love and lust that I feel for you. We’re both treading new ground here and it’s terrifyingly exciting. We both. She closes the door of the car and take my hand ,my god so cold her hand like ice you dont have heating in your car i ask,yes but i have always cold hands i dont now why ,we go on the stars to the big oak door she knocks 4 times on the door we wait the door goes open now i hear the music its nice music ,we go in its a huge place so dark people dancing everyone has nice clothes ,we go further inside between the dancing people we go step by step so that we touch no one ,in the back are sofa`s we. "Yeah, last night was pretty fun. I guess we could try staying together,see how it goes for a few weeks." I didn't tell her that I loved her. Ididn't want to complicate our relationship at this point.?Ten minutes later we pulled into my house. There were no cars in thedriveway, my parents having left for work. My sister, home on summerbreak from college, must have left early too. The beach was a good houraway and I thought I remembered her saying she was gonna take a tripdown there with some. It wasn't fancy, no internet, no cable T.V.; no T.V. at all because reception is so bad in the valley. All you got was a comfortable bed, a roof over your head, and the best breakfast ever. After eating, I climbed on my bike and headed out of town on Highway 60 to a certain farm about 20 miles northwest of town.This farm and the people that own it were part of my past, my heritage, and my family. Uncle Lewis and Aunt Mary had lived on their farm for what seemed forever. They were actually my.