Without thinking about it we began to slowly undress each other. Before long we were completely naked. There was a definite chill in the air but the...sun was very warm. The combination of the cool air and the warm sun was amazing. As the heat inside of us flared up we no longer noticed the temperature. You were on your back and I rolled on top of you. As I slide inside of you, you screamed out from the feeling. The sound echoed in the mountains, lol. But we were as alone as we could. The second temple was less spectacular but clearly had a large complex.Nobody seemed to understand what I was asking but I was told that I shouldcome and talk to an American who lived there. I followed the small boydesignated to guide me through the open terraces and halls.I saw that there was a light skinned person ahead of me. It was a youngwoman. She had long light brown hair, parted in the middle, with a redspot painted on her forehead. She was wearing a colourful sari in whatlooked. He said, “Good morning, Mr. Catchums.”“Oh! Hello, Sean. I was wondering if you’d gotten here yet,” Mr. Catchums replied. He went around to the back of his truck to get out the ladder.Sean took the ladder from Mr. Catchums and said, “I was here at sunrise.”“Oh, I didn’t expect you to start working without me to supervise,” Mr. Catchums said surprised by Sean’s claim.“No need to supervise me. I’m just a paint scraping maniac,” Sean said thinking it would be a disaster to have Mr. Catchums. The thought of all the lost souls wasting their existence on that infested mattress saddens me. The prostitutes and their johns. The drunks pissing themselves. The addicts shooting their fix into their veins.It's not any belief that I'm better than them that makes me choose to not sleep there. No; I belong here. I am just as lost as any alcoholic, junkie, or whore who has ever stared at these same four walls.The reason I choose the floor is because I am alone.I wasn't always like I am now. I.