On a cold windy morning, I recall. Just after a Once in a lifetime of Eating among the Six the previous dinner nigh, her hair blew in a manor that to this day I still wish to stare.
I cant seem to get my mind off of her. On holiday to the great Australian continent we had One month of pure passion. Six days and Six nights alone in the outback is just the beginning.
God I miss her so. They sent me off to make a business deal across the oceans in the deep woods of the Colorados. One hundred days out in the Sticks. I yearend For her loving embrace each and every day.
At the dinner party, before I left for the One hundred days, the Six of us all ate and drank and had a good time. I still can recal when they all left and it was just us and our One desire for each other.