“Tomorrow it’s your turn!” she says as she slowly passes into her world of slumber, a slumber of passion fulfilled. XXNX As I attempt to reciprocate, a “Not Yet!” stops my movement, followed by an “I’ll tell you when!” (.. It has a porch on the side facing the river, with three rickety steps leading up from a well-worn path. (.. ..”Damn icy water!” – “After everything finishes shriveling up, there won’t be anything left!” .. They go on and on, until finally I feel her relax and she melts gently into my arms. Oh yes, a simple meal, but one worthy of being “A Feast For The Gods!” .. But soon our meal is finished, and as I gather up the dishes to take down to the river for washing, my companion states that she will go with me, and take a short swim while
