I rode slowly beside her. We talked. We clicked. And when we parted and we kissed. But not on the lips – that was her rule. Never, never on the lips.... So we did it like on the continent, as they say. A kiss on each cheek, and then goodbye.The next week (that brings me to the start of my story, where I said I had just met her two weeks before, for those who care about a timeline), it was early Saturday afternoon. I was out in my car, running some errands and had the day to myself. The family was. A mixture of marsh men, former slaves and Convey based non-residents gave the women exposure to different experiences. The marsh men were very simple-minded, with a tradition of hard work. The eunuchs were deeply loyal, willing to do anything for you, but they had a deeply wounded spirit. The contract workers from Convey were accustomed to the city life rather than the wilderness; yet, they balanced desires for city luxuries against our freedom, liberty and security.Not surprising, most of the. I love the hair, the freckles and especially the “Matching Carpet”.Kelly has it all. She is five-feet-two-inches’ tall which fits perfectly with my five-foot-seven-inch frame. She has hazel eyes which at times have a crystal blue ring around the outer edge of her irises. She had a little extra padding as many approaching fifty years old do. She had perfect breasts with pink areolas and tiny pink pencil eraser nipples. The most astonishing thing to me is most of her well-trimmed pubic hair is. .. the other glass reds slowly faded away ... so slowly that I didn't notice until I closed my eyes one night and all I saw was blue ... spectacular shades of blue ... but blue. The blues lasted a long time.I was 35 when I died.The heart attack was pretty severe. I fell off a 24 four foot ladder. When I was aware again, I was talking to a Wyoming State trooper at the stoplight at the corner of US -16 and US -16 Truck Route, Newcastle, Wyoming."You need to get out of the truck, sir," he said."I.