I had a dream about her. I was to take her home one day. For some reason she drove and I just rode with her(my dream conpensated for her stature so that she could see over the wheel). I tried to hide my excitement. I noticed she was going the wrong way.

"Where are we going," I asked.

"I'm going the long way."

I smiled as that guaranteed more time alone together. I could sense that she wanted to do things with me, but I felt uncertain. I stared at her; I carressed her delicate, partially exposed back as we drove. How I longged to kiss her. I kept thinking she would pull over so that we could do all that my heart longed for, but she kept driving.

We arrived at her house without incident, and in one tiny, forgotten branch of my dream, I leaned in and kissed her, but that part of the dream was lost. It shifted to me telling a friend about the experience. He said that she was terrible for taking me the long way because she just did that to get me alone to do the "inappropriate," and I was just as terrible for going along with it. It hurt to hear her criticised.


Restaurant Gil has been looking amazing lately. She has a very nice figure. I wish my hands could explore every twist and turn across her body. She is, in many ways, perfection.