The train ride to Santa Fe was a welcome two-day change over the two-week horseback ride it would normally have taken. You can bet that I would not ha...e taken a stagecoach! Why two days in the train? Because the train made so many stops and had to swing around so many mountains. Even at a top speed of forty miles per hour, the many stops at the stations and the water stops in between slowed our average speed considerably. Finally we arrived.I went to my usual hotel and checked in. A message to. As I looked down at my girlfriend to reply, a simple three-letter image popped into my consciousness for me to process.“N-I-S,” I confusingly muttered to Lava-Lips.“NIS, what does that mean, Cuda?” she confusingly asked.“Don’t know ... I ... felt a cold shiver run up and down my spine as I thought about our new band’s name. Then, as I was about to mention that to you ... those three letters just ... came to me.”“That’s weird, isn’t it ... that it happened right after I brought up the weirdness. "I know today is bad for you. I was surprised when you asked me to dinner." Greg looked at Sarah trying to figure out how to respond. Sarah continued, "I figure I am here to listen or to distract – whichever you need at the moment. And I'm okay if your needs change from moment to moment."Greg sat there, with moisture building in his eyes, feeling exhilarated and like crap at the same time. He was with a woman who was giving, who deserves better than he can give at the moment, but seems okay. I would blindfold her and tie her hands and legs and tell her, "I brought horse dick to share your pussy with me." The idea seemed to make her wild. We had always done things to spice up our sexual activities. We like outdoor sex. We boated on the river and had sex about every where we could. Di is very good at sex, she loves it and not shy when it comes to sex. She loves it even more if she thinks we can be seen. What I didn't know was my teasing was putting ideas in her head. I had no idea.