It is cut, long, smooth, and capped with a large mushroom head.I know I want to taste it, to run my tongue up an down it, to take it inside my salivat...ng mouth.I can't, I can't go beyond the point of no return.But I can grab it, I can stroke it, and so I do.I feel it throbbing in my hand, it is smooth.It is thrusting in from that hole and it feels good in my hand.I roll it between my palms.I spit in my left hand and I circle my wet palm around the head.I am surprised how much I like the touch. For a moment, I stopped and looked back the way I had come. The beautiful castle shone white as the sun broke through a gap in the clouds but now it was way below me. Above, the clouds hid the mountain peaks like great fluffy scarves. I looked around, suddenly unsure.“Hier, Wald, kommen sie.” The thin voices called me onwards and I continued onwards.Before long I saw a small gap in the rock face. Not a cave particularly but more an indentation into the solid alpine rock, a crevice perhaps with. Dee Dee heard the door bell ring out in the back yard while she was doing some gardening, so she came inside and looked to see who it was. Since she never wore clothing, she was very sure who it was before she opened the door. Dee Dee looked outside and saw the rental car and didn't recognize it, so walked over and looked through the peep hole in the door. She still couldn't make out who it was so she walked over to our front window and peeked out. That was when she spotted Alex. By then,. I instantly lost it, my usual confidence flew out the window, “um…hi...I’m Seth; you must be Ella’s cousin.” She smiled, still looking at the ground, and nodded. Just then my friends arrived, drawing the awkward encounter to a close. As the day drew on, no one payed much attention to Grace, Ella was tall, confident, with the perfect figure, no one gave a second thought about the quiet shy girl who rarely spoke. My friends were the rowdy trouble making types, and soon started to make a scene at.