I laid back, my hands under my head and closed my eyes, relaxing. There was no place in my head for worry or irritation, no room for anything but the ...imple pleasure of connecting with my surroundings in a way that can't be done in a city. This was the real reason why I came here every summer; not the people, but the land.I don't know how long I laid out there, but next thing I knew, it was sunset and I was really cold. I sat up and rubbed my eyes, marveling at the idea that I'd dozed off. The. I had a real time with her only in my twelve holidays. One day my parents and my uncle and aunt went to attend a marriage ceremony at my native place. They told that they would be coming after three days. They left me with my hot cousin sister and my grandma. So, I decided to stay controlled because fucking her would create a big problem in our family. That night I decided to watch a porn movie of Shakeela. So I convinced my grandma and after they slept, I switched on the TV and started having. Instead, there was a single large stone block resting in the middle of the stage with the shorter end facing the audience. Surrounding the block was a semi-circle of candles in tall candle-holders. The back of the stage was also filled with sconces and candleholders, so that the stage had a soft but intense glow.But most of that glow was focused on the block in the center – making it look less like a simple stone block, and more like an altar.Sandy was observing all of this from the back of the. Chloe’s eyes roved over him, subconsciously sizing him up out of the corner of her eye. He was tall, wearing a white t-shirt and a baseball cap. He looked down and smiled briefly at her. She returned his smile, but then turned her eyes shyly back to her phone. He ordered a beer and sat down beside her, glancing at her again before taking a swig of his drink.She sucked the last of her daiquiri up through the straw and then ordered a third. While she didn't usually drink this much, she figured.