The day passed quickly as we watched all kinds of events and plays, Lorenzo was a perfect gentleman and we were becoming very comfortable with each ot...her. I was flirting with him so much that my sound man whispered into my ear that if I was to stay the night he would be willing to come back in the morning to pick me up. I was a little embarrassed and asked if it was that obvious, he nodded yes and added that he was sure Lorenzo felt the same way about me. As the Fair was winding down there was. Just a few days back in the Midwest had altered herperception of other people. Eye to eye contact was not only polite butexpected. But to Mary Sue out here on the wide open prairies it was abit liberating.Driving with the top down must have distracted her enough to cause herto push the car too hard because a terrible racket started coming fromthe engine and the car began to jerk as if it were actually dying. Marycoasted off to the side of the road and turned off the motor. She satand. I felt cold tendrils, like fingers, moving across my chest, and then they traveled down towards my crotch. Even as cold as the touch was I was getting a reaction. As I felt it softly take my now swollen member, I inhaled, smelling apples. There was a grove of them right outside the building, but the windows were closed. Again something cold and moist was covering my stiffness. As it stroked me I could feel the pressure holding me down beginning to relax. When I moved my hands down I felt. .you,we sit facing each other,staring deeply into each others eyes,,,not a word is spoken,but each seems aware of the others thoughts...simultaneously our fingers reach outand the tips of our fingers touch,,,suspended in the space between us,,,yet our arms never tire,,,it is as though they are suspended in spacesupported by unseen spirits,,,,it is as though we ourselvesare suspended in time,,,......our breathing becomes as onepracticed in unison,,,calm,,,,deepand coming from the depths of our.