They sparkled and shined as I stared into them. Her eyes took me to our happy place by the lake. The place I went to in my mind to be with her during ...ietnam.I stared into her eyes as the gentle lapping of the waves against the shoreline filled my ears. I saw the moon dancing across the water with to many stars to count behind it. Carrie was standing there with her arms out and open waiting for me to join her as her long blonde hair blew gently in the night’s breeze. My mind seemed to go blank. He retrieved her bags from the pack horse in the stable and retuned to her bower. She was waiting for him, and with proper voice and tense she directed him where to place her luggage. Until the door closed, then she hugged him and kissed him full on the lips and fondled him through his clothes. Between kisses she kept up a chatter of orders to him, all the while making suggestive movements and gestures. He smiled from ear to ear at her playfulness as he stowed her luggage in the room. He. One of the employees behind the counter called out for me to ‘Have a Jim Dandy Day!’ but I ignored her. I wasn’t being rude … not intentionally anyway. I was distracted by the goings-on outside. The blue flashing lights of a Metro squad car greeted me, and a frumpy-looking woman, with the name ‘Bertha’ on her nameplate, was talking to a steely-looking officer. ‘… in the wimmin’s room, and he was wearin’ jest a bathrobe, carryin’ a towel and a doorknob and mumblin’ to hissef. I think he’s plum. I saw her call something over her shoulder as she closed the door and ran to the car. She was wearing what looked like hiking shorts and a close-fitting tank top that showed off her breasts to good advantage. In the car, she cuddled up to me and kissed me as I pulled away from the curb, heading toward my house.Peter and Becky were waiting on the hillside, sitting on a blanket, when we got there. Becky had on some kind of short, sleeveless jumpsuit that displayed her usually hidden figure. .