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as I grasped
her hand and led her out onto the deck and the waterfalls’ roars.
    “Wow.
Waterfalls?”
    “Yeah,
for thousands of years, Native Americans used these falls for washing, cleaning
and cooking. Let’s take a closer look,” I said, as I led her along the
limestone bluffs that encompassed my home. I showed her the rock outcroppings
and overhangs where previous residents had lived thousands of years ago. We
walked across the moss-covered rock and sat along a ledge, where the
eighty-foot tall canopy of trees shielded us from the sun.
    “There’s
something magical and sacred about this place,” Candi whispered, “I can see why
you live here. If it was mine, I’d never want to leave.”
    We
bonded again at that moment. I realized that sitting next to me was someone who
could see things through my eyes and appreciate the tranquility of my place.
Taking a chance, I put my arms around her, hoping she wouldn’t pull away. To my
surprise, she snuggled close, flipping her hair back from her eyes and focusing
squarely on mine. I was hoping she saw in me what I saw in her — a free
and lonely spirit starving for companionship.
    In
that instant, Candi asked me the most amazing question. “Do you want to kiss
me, D?”
    All
I could do was nod. The passion and the depth of her kiss was both humbling and
exciting. With each breath, I breathed her oxygen into me, and with each
exhale, she breathed my air in return. The longer we kissed, the hotter the air
we exchanged became. Suddenly the iron hold I’d had on my emotions broke, and I
felt like maybe, just maybe it was possible for me to experience love again.
    Taking
Candi’s hand, I led her to the porch swing on the lower deck. Moving behind her
on the swing, I began to rock her back and forth, while running my fingers
through her luxurious, wavy hair. I buried my face in her hair, nuzzling her
neck and breathing in the sweetness of her perfume. I placed a lingering kiss
on her neck and felt her heartbeat race.
    “Come
here, baby,” Candi said as she turned into my embrace. This time when we came
together, our hands roamed and caressed. Our touching was frantic, like we were
afraid we’d never get enough of this feeling.
    Please
don’t let me spoil this moment, I thought. Let this be real and not just the lust
of the lonely. I’d really like this to be something, I was surprised to
find myself silently pleading.
    “What
did you say?” asked Candi, smiling warmly.
    Apparently
my pleas weren’t quite as silent as I thought! “I don’t want to screw
this up,” I said sheepishly, feeling the grin on my face. “Forgive me please,
Candi, but it’s been a very long time.”
    “It’s
been a long time for me, too,” she said as she took my hand.
    I
led her up the stairs and into the den. We sat down on the leather sofa and
then Candi climbed into my lap. She’s
apparently a take-charge type of girl, I thought. I like that!
    Candi unbuttoned my shirt and kissed and bit my neck, while
running her fingers across my chest. “I’ll only go as far as you want to go,”
Candi breathed.
    This reversal of roles had the teenage boy in me saying, “Yes!
Please, yes!” while the man said go slow so that this indescribable feeling
never ends.
    I unbuttoned her silk blouse with my left hand and unclasped her
Victoria Secret bra with my right. Her bodacious tatas bounced willingly out of
captivity, spilling onto my chest and into my hands. Because of their
magnificent size, I was able to press them together and tease them wickedly
with my lips, all the while caressing her back and shoulders.
    Candi whispered, “Awesome, D, please make this feeling last a
long, long time.”
    Our passionate kisses and caresses continued, but neither of us
ventured further into the abyss. This was more than enough for now … for both
of us.

Chapter
2
    D ays
had passed since I dropped Candi off at Starbucks and I could not get her out
of my mind. We texted daily, emailed relentlessly and