Sounds change from those of day to that of night. What can I think make them? The water is more prevalent as I sit quietly, with these thoughts and th... fire. I reach up and take down my hair, long and thick from the simple brass cage it is held in. My head rests on the pillow of grass and my pack, the cloak over me my fire slowly dying and I drift off to sleep. Morning comes early out in the world, with no shades to try and hold it off, but to awake hear with the warmth of the returning sun is. It was the place she imagined cowboys would be, and having a fetish for the cowboy look, wanted to stay. Some people went for Doctors, but Carmen, Carmen was a sucker for a guy in a checkered shirt and an akubra. There but a moment, a guy came over and started chatting up Naomi, with the line “You have the most beautiful smile.” Carmen thought it extremely corny and didn’t figure she had to be a genius to tell he was a sleaze. Leaving Naomi to talk with him, Carmen and Jay decided to dance,. The insanely beautiful blonde dominatrix pulled a yoga mat from behind the purple sofa and placed it on the floor beside me."Show me!" She barked, instructing me to get on the floor and demonstrate my new-found skills. "Yes, Princess." Remember, I need access to those pathetic little balls. So spread those legs wide-open."I got on the mat and laid on my back, placing my hands down beside my head in a crab-like manner. Then, pushing against the floor with both my legs and arms, I raised myself. But unlike the previous week, at the end of the day he suddenly had an overriding urge to go home. He packed up his things and headed for home. When he got there he was perplexed, because for the life of him he couldn't put his finger on just why it was so important f or him to be a home. But he knew he was waiting for something. He decided to make supper while he waited. As he set the table he watched the sun go down. As the last rays of the sun dipped below the horizon, Don felt a glow.