When I looked up again, you were right in front of me. You gently cupped my face in both of your hands while I longingly stared at your blue-green eye.... I stood on my toes and lightly brushed your lips with mine. I pulled back and flicked my eyes to meet yours. Your eyes were filled with lust and you slammed your lips back on mine. Grabbing your shirt, I pressed myself closer into you, taking your mouth in a deep, passionate kiss. When you broke away from me, I was breathing hard. You picked. I decided to get on a dating website, the first one was a joke...I finally found one that you might as well say it was the right one! I met this man that has rocked my world for 2 years. This is my story:I was sitting on my computer one day looking at my messages on the dating website, when one in particular caught my eye. There was no picture so I sent him a message back and told him that I would not respond any more without a picture. He put his up and I was very curious by now. We chatted. Twenty minutes later they were all inside and looking around. It was a huge warehouse, with the main floor, or house room packed from wall to wall with well over a thousand grooving ravers. A series of porta potties formed a natural divider from what was called the hardcore, or main room where even more dancers cavorted to different music. They quickly learned that upstairs afforded the dancers a respite from the heat in what was known as the "Chill rooms," actually a series of smaller rooms. My friend Wendy had been on my last naked fiasco, streaking across a college campus, not ours but one where nobody had known us, maybe she would go camping with me. The week sped by and Wendy and I left the city Friday night after work, the arrangements made with my Uncle Tom for camping in his back forty as he liked to call it. We arrived and set up our camp in a clearing beside the stream running through the pasture field, it was beautiful there, so quiet and peaceful. We sat around the fire.