“Okay, dream logic. Clearly the gazebo is meant to be my destination. Probably reminiscent of my latent sexual frustrations or my father’s inabili...ty to express his love.” Beth turned toward one of the nearby hedges. A small statue of a bird with a top hat turned its head to face her. “What do you think Mr. Bird?”“Nevermore?” The statue shrugged its wings. Beth saluted the bird statue, who returned the gesture in kind. Beth wandered through the shorter hedges, stopping to smell the crimson. He told me I'm not his type." I said with a smile."Don't let him kid you, every white woman is their type," She said dropping her guard. I put it down to her being tired."I'll keep that in mind," I said with a smile. "But he would have to be my type as well. I'm really not that easy to take advantage of." Oh I can believe that," she agreed.She walked over to talk to Rodney. I assume she was making the same offer to him. Her age or body type probably didn't matter to him. I was curious to see. We arrive at our hotel for the week, check in and get luggage to room when Mary say" Let go check this Bad Ass bike week out, see some of the sights." I say "ok"! We start look going through the tent t- shirts for the event, look at them as we do i see Mary go over to lady as we look at tent. She says "for me to come over and meet Joann." I do say "hi". As they talk i see Mary give Joann kiss on lips , Mary ask Joann "who are u with?" Joann say "i here with my girlfreinds which are Kelly,. But really, I didn't have a chance to change into something more comfortable ... so ... here I am." Looks nice, though." The younger girl smiled at her and put her pencil to a crossword puzzle."Maybe it is not even him." She thought. "Maybe just looks like him. It's been twenty years ... people change."The engines roared and the taxi began."Would you fasten your seat belt, please?"She heard the stewardess stop two rows back and heard the flirtatious male voice and brief banter take place with.