Every few steps, the groggy lady would stop to shed some mud. She had been completely submerged in the quaking morass and every inch of her was caked ...ith black muck. Brenda rubbed her hands back along her cheekbones and clumps of humus fell at her feet. She gently teased small wads of earth from her ears with her pinky. Her hands explored her matted mane and broke up the solid chunks, which flew free when she shook her head.By the time Brenda had reached the Old Man of the Woods, only a few. I am starting to see why.We travel a fairly well worn path through the dense forest. I can tell Adam has taken this route many times before. He seems to know exactly where he is going. After a while the trees start to become more widely spaced. I can see bright blue skies overhead. I can hear birds singing in the distance. The sun is shining brightly on this beautiful clear day. There are colorful flowers everywhere as hummingbirds and bees fly around gathering nectar. We are soon standing in. She had silver white hair cut in a bob cut and dark eyes. She had on a robe, I liked her as she was always nice to me but she would also tell you what she was thinking, no sugar coating or anything, she would just start talking about stuff. I finished what I was doing and Debbie asked me in as she was making lunch for the both of us. I sat at the bar as she cooked and we talked. Debbie leaned over to get something and when she straightened up her robe had come untied and fell open showing her. Cotton balls that had been soaked in passion fruit margaritas. Just before the waiter arrived, I had been about to make an intimate confession to Nikki. Coming up from behind me, the waiter had startled me into a previous fit of embarrassed giggles which had only just settled down when Nikki asked her question. “Well, you see… when Brian makes love to me, he likes me to fantasize. Sometimes he makes me pretend that someone I know, like my mother or my boss, is watching us have sex. I get so.