The nicotine nazis would have kept me from my pipe if they had their way. It's a dangerous road when you force people to do what you know is best for ...them." I've never had a problem with you, dear." You won't because we talk." I grinned. "If you want, roll over and I'll oil your tummy." She smiled and rolled to her back.Summer passed peacefully into fall. We enjoyed the cooler weather. Our child was growing in Wendy's body and we were careful to obey the strictures from our books. It appeared. When I walked into the kitchen, Sandy was sitting at the table with a couple of opened beers. “Oh darn,” she said, “I was hoping you’d keep your shirt off.” I started to get the feeling that she was hitting on me. Like I said, I was kind of slow in the sex department. I was however begining to figure it out. “Would you like me to take it back off?” I asked. “MMM HMM!” she said, enthusiastically. I took it off and sat down at the table. I picked up the beer and took a chug. “I won’t tell your. In his head, much quieter than Jim, came a small feminine voice. ‘Come, Gideon, it is time to awaken. Don’t mention me to Jim, he can’t see me. Only you can see or hear me. Wake up now, and let us go get you some breakfast, and we will talk.’ Deon was wide awake in a second. ‘Uhh, oh, thanks, Jim. You’re right, they’d crap a brick. I must have fallen asleep after I cleaned up the statue. Damn, and I have a test in Art History this afternoon I was going to study for last night. Crap! She already. She looked so beautiful that afternoon, she was wearing a yellow dress that complimented her silky blonde hair which was tied up with a white ribbon. She was also wearing white nylons with white heels that had tiny yellow bows on the back of them. I was so impressed of her wonderful looks that I needed to tell her often about it. After awhile of driving and talking we finally made to our spot that I use to go as a boy just to relax and just liked the scenery. It’s a little grassy clearing.