Little did I know at the time, that Deb had already made her plans and they were firmly planted in her mind.We arrived at the lookout point in the par... and, since it was a weekday, the park was fairly empty. That was good and also it was bad, since I enjoy the chance of someone catching a glimpse of Deb in all her glory. We got out of the car at the lookout site and walked over to look at the view. While we were standing there, I held Deb in front of me next to the rail, with my arms wrapped. This is the man who has been driving me nuts for the last 24 hours. He has the same wavy dark hair and eyes, the same trim, athletic look to him and tall - even sitting down she could tell he was tall - just like HIM!She closed her eyes. This is not happening she said to herself. Last night's sleep was a ragged, passionate, exhausting experience. She'd be awake, or thinking she was. She was never sure. Then asleep, then into some kind of twilight sleep while the phantasmal image of HIM caressed. " "I agree," he smiled. "And we have five more days." *"We have about five miles of level before we start heading down," he said as they mounted the bikes. Both were excited about the remainder of the trip and anxious about spending the night in a tiny tent together. For a while they coasted and rode next to each other. "So how come you haven't started a family?" Jake asked wondering if she would think it was too personal. "We've tried and tried," she answered. "I guess the basic issue is that. Marie Stone. ‘Hi Virgil.’ She cooed, ‘I’m enjoying your music very much.’ She looked succulent. It was the first time I had seen her dark chestnut hair down. It fell well below her shoulders in soft shiny waves. Her brown eyes sparkled in the twinkling lights of the bar. Her lips were dark crimson around very white teeth. I got butterflies. ‘Well, good evening Ms. Stone.’ I barely managed to croak out. ‘You look fantastic.’ I couldn’t believe I had said that. ‘Why thank you, Virgil, I had no.