It looked as if they were about to get married, in some strange mystical reality. This reminded her of TV shows like Buffy or Angel, where such places...did exist, but that was only on TV. This was actually for real!!!They were on top of some misty mountain and in ten feet front of them was a giant misty-formed snake, looking down on them and hissing at them. Its yellowish eyes did not look much frightening but more commanding and authoritative!!"Craig what is going on here???" Kim asked, scared. She put her hands on the armrests of his chair and boldly straddled his thighs. He looked at the crotch of her shorts, tight to her skin. The tendons close to her legs stretched tight. She took his hands in hers and paused to gain her courage.“Dan, I’ll forever be in your debt for saving my life. The only way I can possibly thank you is to offer myself to you. Will you make love with me?” Her nervous eyes darted over his handsome features.He looked to Claudia who nodded her approval, “It will. " Why should I, baby? Didn't you believe me?" I taunted. Then, without waiting for any reply from her, I said it again."I love you, Linda."She smiled and soundlessly moved her lips. I could read her saying, 'I love you too, Bernie.' Then she lowered her head again onto Peter The Great and puckered her cheeks anew.The words weren't new; we had exchanged them weeks earlier. Linda had spent the night in my apartment, something she did several times a week. We used hers the other nights, sleeping. “Morning, loves,” she called, her voice still tangled in a web of sleep. “Where are you off too? Don’t wake the Martins just yet!”“No, we’re just going to the stream to look for something,” Lara said, as she pulled me toward the back door.“At this hour?”“Treasure hunt that Heather made for us.”Melissa smiled knowingly. “Oh, right.”“Wait, you know about it?” I asked.“Have fun!” she deflected.We slipped outside, surprised by the warmth. Well, relatively speaking. I was expecting a nasty biting.