We slept, our bodies linked, sweat drying on us and we slept.“Christ,” she said, “it’s 11 o’clock”I was half awake and murmured, “It’s...Saturday, silly.”“Some of us have to work on Saturdays,” she said getting out of bed and moving to what I assumed was her bathroom.“Where are you working?”She poked her head around the bathroom door. “Your place.”“Then I give you the morning off. Come back to bed.”Later, dressed for work, she drove me in her filthy van to my house. Heather made us both coffee.. He had a long, blackcashmere coat on and a dark turtle neck, he chose tostand looking out the window at the snow fall whichhad just begun. Hey Jude was playing from the oldMagnavox radio in the living room. Don’s very 60’sapartment was done in deep hues. There were manythings crammed into the tiny space, but the effect wasvery organic, quiet and comfortable. The living roomfurniture was antique or just old. Knick-knacks andcrockery, stained-glass shaded lamps and books. The sun was setting to le left so it was northerly that I was heading. I hadn't eaten, drank or rested in ten hours, now. My mouth was very dry.I stopped sweating as the coolness of the evening was coming onto me. I stepped from the dirt road I had been on the last two hours into a wooded area marked 'Posted' by the owner.I knew this place, and something was calling me. Something had bade me to come here. The feeling had grown stronger as I went along.There before me, in a mound along an oak. I miss you when you're not here to go to bed with me. I miss being in your arms. I miss being able to kiss you and having you kiss me. I miss all of these things. I need you to hold me now. I need to feel you against me, wanting me. I need you to make love to me like there is no tomorrow, only tonight." I know darling, I need you to want me, to take me inside you and hold me in your arms as we make love. I need to kiss and touch every inch of you. We lay kissing softly, our fingers caressing.