So one could come to the tree onone side of the world and leave at the other. The realm of the tree wasa place completely of magic. While inside they ...ould not age nor wouldthey go hungry, pure magic would sustain them. So they watched as thetrees leaves began to whither and fall. One by one either dyeing of ageor by the sword their kind was dyeing from the rest of the world.Though while magic still existed even in the realm of the tree, itwould still live. This was the other purpose for the. “Will you take me away from here, Rune?” I touch his shoulder but don’t dare to sling my arm around his thick neck. Not yet. “You won’t regret it. I promise. I make a fantastic fellow traveler.”I mean, I think I would. At this point, I’d certainly do almost everything and everyone if it made him happy enough to get me away from here.Our faces just a couple hands widths apart, we lock eyes. I’ve got the squirmy feeling that he can somehow read my thoughts through my eyes, or that he knows. Nikki's mother came out of the house with bottles of cold beer for everyone and thanked me over and over for helping them. She was a very beautiful woman and with that t-shirt and shorts she was hot! After a couple of beers she excused herself and now it was just Nikki and I in the driveway. I wanted her desperately and she knew it. She offered me another beer and of course I accepted. The beer was in a refrigerator in the back of the garage so I followed her in there and when she handed me. At first her hands wouldn’t let his hands continue up towards her shoulders, but after half an hour of gentle caresses he sensed a shift in her attitude and found that she was no longer restraining his hands from continuing. As they explored the smooth northern slopes of her breasts up towards the ridge of her collar-bones, his liberated fingertips suddenly encountered a different but familiar texture: the unevenness of skin that’s healed over deep burns. He heard her sudden intake of breath..