He looked around at the collapsed sand covered ruin, aglint of metal catching his eye. He stood up, walking towards what wouldlikely have been a centr...l alter of some sort. The glint of gold,unmistakable in the noon day sun caught his eye once more.He walked over, entranced. The shape of a three lobed pitchfork wasbarely visible on the sand. A hint of a Greek word not uttered inthousands of years just visible under the sand. He recited it aloud ashis hand reached to brush sand away from the. Around, by lifting winds forgot, Resignedly beneath the skyThe melancholy waters lie."-Edgar Allan Poe, The City in the SeaIt was hard to see the faint reflection of her face in the window against the windblown cypresses, perpetually cloudy sky and vaguely threatening cyber-Flamboyant-Gothic structures. Amy Kalnia studied it closely anyway while students around her near-silently shuffled past her to turn in their quizzes to Miss Rhea. What looked back was not quite familiar, and every new. Topher gets in my car as usual, gives me a nice kiss on the lips an we chit chat about our daily lives. Hes a great conversationalist. Just talking with him makes me feel horny. The thoughts that go through my head. And that kiss when he gets in I so look foward to that. I'm so glad I'm a swinger.. lol we usually just chat as friends. Tonight , when hes about to get out of my car, I lean over to kiss him goodbye . He gives me one short kiss an comes directly back for another one. It's game on. With my heart rate elevated the stout was quickly rushing through my body. So getting to a destination quickly, and without incident, was a priority. I pulled into Livingston Park, the radio still blasting and found a shaded spot along the tree line. I could hear the kids playing at the playground across the parking lot. And there was a plethora of people walking the trail that circumferences the prominent pond. I was watching without watching, letting the alcohol do its thing while enjoying.