his confusion flew around him like leaves blowing in the wind as he got closer and closer to the canyon pool.....

his brain had been on fire with this situation he had gotten himself into and the murderous desert heat.....

but now the temperature began to cool as he got near the water and he began to feel some welcomed relief

slowly the cool enveloping water began to breathe some life back into him

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the water was mossy...it had the sweetness of greenery that didn't exist in the arid desert above....

the trees and shrubs clung to the waterline succoring the life giving substance ......

he floated lightly on the surface....and slowly relinquished all the tension from his body...

out of the corner of his eye he saw something moving at the water's edge....

it was the bookish woman .....

dark skinned...slender and alluring....her body was beautiful......

rivulets of water flowed down her body from her dark wet hair

they slid... glistening down her naked back.... and the sun glinting on them gave the appearance that she was covered with bright sparkling diamonds.....

his breath caught in his throat...and he dove down under the surface of the water to regain his composure.....

he felt his body begin to tremble.....

how did the refreshing water suddenly become so cold ???

slowly he came to the surface and gazed steadily at her body's magnificence....

'til he became too embarrassed by his own growing hunger and he turned his eyes away .....to respect her privacy.....

"come.....come...come here"...he heard her voice drifting over the water....and as he glanced over his shoulder he saw that she was beckoning him to come back to the shoreline and come out of the water.....

he swam toward her voice as if hypnotised

she hadn't covered herself and came quickly into the water smiling ...

when she reached over and grasped his arms to help him out of the water her fresh sunny smell assailed his senses

his nostrils flared involuntarily seeking even more of it's heady flavor....

she was laughing at him ...that kind of crystalline laugh that burbles like a bubbling brook making it's way over small rough stones ....

she stood proud and uninhibited in a hedonistic way that was both brazen and childlike on the shore

he had nothing to cover himself with....and felt some shyness at this turn of events....

he clumsily rose out of the water and strolled out onto the shore.....

pushing his wet hair out of his eyes and steadied himself

"She Takes Wing" was remarkably beautiful...

before he could open his mouth to say a word...she said "you are so beautiful"....

and the strangeness of the remark made them both laugh

they sat cross legged on the wet ground and talked about what had brought them both here to this desert place...

he marveled at the story....aware of some of the science involved but having no idea of the extent to which it had been developed.....

"how am i a part of this" ??? he asked her..."if i knew i would tell you" she said...then she leaned forward and kissed him gently on the cheek..."thank you for your understanding about my need for a ride to this REZ "she whispered in his ear

i know it was way out of your travel plans

the warmth of her breath in his ear and her sweet quiet voice created a flood of passion that had a will of it's own...

he reached out tenatively and gently and push a tendril of her hair back from her forehead ....

he looked deeply into her exotic eyes ...

he would have taken her anywhere...even to the moon if need be

he leaned in and brushed her fluttering eyelids with his moist mouth ....

then slowly he kissed her full trembling lips.....

moving on to search for the pulse he now knew must be throbbing madly in the hollow of her slender neck....

the look and feel of her body hurried his probing fingers onward to explored her breasts and abdomen....

he began to feel that excruciatingly sensuality.....powerful...in a way he hadn't felt it for years....

his insides were melting and exploding....

wave after wave of electricity shot thru him...

he found himself lifting her...pulling her succulent body ever closer...

somewhere someone was moaning.....

her exquisite body was as light as feather....

and he held her even more tightly..... so she wouldn't blow away.....gone hastily up into the wind.........

before he even had the chance to fully envelope her body and plumb the depth of her mind and soul.....

her lips kissed his neck frantically and her teeth bit deeply into his shoulder nearly drawing blood .....

it was then that she felt his knees buckle......and they slid into the shallow water at the pools edge

the water rushed in quickly and surrounded them....swirling and mingling with their passion.....

nothing could silence the need he felt now......

the high wide cliffs that surrounded the pool took on a cathedral appearance and his need to worship her was devastating...

a prayer had not been uttered ......but none the less was answered

in an unlikely desert setting...

in an even more unlikely canyon pool....

by a woman busy with books, traveling and a fearful family catastrophe....

a woman who didn't even know his name...

Booker.. he whispered..

Booker is my name

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Comments

nan shartel Oct. 19, 2011 @ 2:51 p.m.

ur the winger huh Roody....da bookish woman...lolol...u said ur mystery man was Booker

wait 'til u hear some of the other adventures u'll be having in short snippet form...hahahahahahahahahaha

~~smiling back at u babe~~

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quillpena Oct. 17, 2011 @ 9:35 p.m.

nan, you should write romance novels for Harlequin.

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nan shartel Oct. 19, 2011 @ 2:53 p.m.

why thx Quill....lordy maybe i could make a gazillion bucks and escape this mobile home park!!!

hahahahahahahahahahaha

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Ruth Newell Oct. 19, 2011 @ 9:48 p.m.

T'is a good thing...the knees buckling. Go with d'at.

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nan shartel Oct. 21, 2011 @ 3:34 a.m.

such sighs overwhelm me when i think about those knee buckling days ;-O

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Dadler Oct. 21, 2011 @ 3:37 p.m.

Can I pose for the romance novel cover? Two months of intensive physical training, several dermatological treatments, and a good spray tan are all I require.

Excuse me, but I need to make out with my desk chair (wifey not home yet). ;-)

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nan shartel Oct. 21, 2011 @ 4:13 p.m.

gawd i like ya San Fran fellow!!

i'm afraid after all that wonderful preparation u'd be to 2 busy to pose...hahahahahahahahahahahaha

(and not with a chair either);-D

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