"We're not, but you're not really a stranger, and I think we all have every intention of getting better acquainted with you at the earliest opportunit..., but right now we have work to do. Naturally we were surprised when Rebecca told us you could see us. The question is do you see us the way you see other people or is it different in dreams?" Different, very different. It's much more intense. I mean, it's hard to explain, I see you, but I don't think I'm seeing just you." I think I know what you. Thursday morning I get my paper and I see the Hungerford store has 4 pound and above lobsters on sale that day and that day only. If I get one of those and make a Cole slaw, (mine is better than any you might buy) and pick up a corn muffin mix, I have dinner. I leave to get there early before they sell out (they always do with this sale) and I'm in line at the lobster tank, 3 deep. I get to point out the one I want and the clerk bags it for me and I turn ... you guessed it. There she is! She. R.R. Tolkien, or perhaps Marion Zimmer Bradley. Occasionally, I’ve thought for a moment that I glimpsed an Ent, or an elf. I can go, wrap my arms around an ancient oak, or a stately beech, let tension drain away.Of course, it’s not always a place to be alone. One can usually find a quiet place, but most of the time there are people around. Usually, they are sensibly dressed, outdoors people; ranging in age from child with parent up to nonagenarian. But there are others, different.Let me. I cupped her breast and kissed her again. She unbuttoned my pants and reached into them taking hold of my half stiff dick. I gently squeezed and massaged her breast as she stroked me and we kissed. Now it was my turn to break our kiss when I pulled my hand from inside her shirt to lift it up over her head. I undid her strapless bra and then tossed it to the floor as I pushed her onto her back. I tore off my own shirt then unbuttoned her shorts; she pushed her shorts and underwear down.