MemoriesJake sat on the porch, one booted foot up on the railing, looking out at the dust devils swirling around in the February desert sun. In a few ...hours the sun would be going down and, if he sat here long enough, he would be able to see the Aurora Borealis flickering on the horizon. It had only become visible this far south in the last few years, as the sun licked the protective ozone layer off the edge of the atmosphere. The ozone layer had been dissipating for over a century. Scientists. There was no response.Clair remembered that her husband of fifteen years had left the evening before to play golf with his buddies.Richard and his friends had been planning the weekend getaway for weeks. He wouldn't be back until late the following evening.Clair threw the covers off. She was wearing a green, mid thigh length night gown. The material was almost see-through. The gown displayed her amazing curves. Her matching panties clung to her hips, and butt. The gusset of her panties outlined. A white goat, little as a chicken, wandered into view in the doorway in the yard and sniffed the smoking butt on the ground. It pawed it once and tossed its head and dashed off into the bushes. Riley grabbed her left breast in her hand, pinching the nipple and pulling it hard with her fingertips. She lay back down on the pallet and spread her legs wide, pulling her shorts to the side and digging her other hand inside herself until the juices squished out and made a little rivulet down her. I wrapped my arms around her waist and pressed my body into her back as the door closed behind us.She turned around to face me, her mouth opening to speak to me and I silenced her with a passionate kiss, my nimble fingers reaching to unbutton her silk blouse.She walked backwards towards the counter of the sink as I pulled the sheer white blouse down around her shoulders.My head lowered to kiss the soft mounds of her breasts, my tongue licking between her cleavage, my hands at her thighs raising.