Some of the stories you guys have told about your personal experiences are way creepy.
Creepy...nah, she was not that bad..... in fact. ^-^ Good times.
Here's one for you Emjay.
It takes place on a nice bucolic day. My Lady(the same woman in the previous story, same time period) and me went for a ride to the lake.
Spring was in the air, redbuds abloom , nice sunny ...pleasant.
My Lady parked her Tracker at the base of the spillway, a spillway flowing full from the last weeks spring rains. As Michelle went to the back to let her two Pom's and one Great Pyrenees out of the cargo area, I stepped out and stretched, looking at the turbulent waters cascading across the Dragon teeth slowing waters decent down the spillway into the pool below.
As I turned I saw Michelle let the Pyrenees off his leash, slapping him on the side he ran to the water and lapped a drink from the pool where it opened between the reeds.... My God what a beauty stood before me.... Michelle, there in the clearing, her thigh length hair alive in the dappled sunlight filtering thru the trees.
Together, as lovers do, we stepped forward and embraced. Our kiss lingered ...until at last she pulled away.. the depths of her deep brown eyes showing their merriment, she had something to show me, we had never been here together before......"Come on" she said.
Hand in hand, laughing... frolicking we ascended the dirt path, often with dogs passing back and forth. It was a short but steep climb, at the top I got to see the surprise....now now... that is naughty you all.
No, it was a Whirlpool created by a standpipe above the spillway a spillway with six inches of water flowing over it. Yes, my Princess thought it novel...but I did not care... I thought her novelty endearing. Yeah, I know.
About that time there was a splash in the shallows to our left, the Pyrenees had jumped in followed by one of the Poms. The current over the spillway was swift and instantly pulled them to it. Michelle and I called to the dogs, the Pyrenees was strong enough to make it back to the shore and Michelle's arms... with horror I watched as the Pom was swept over the dam.
Now these dogs were central to my Ladys life. There was only one thing I could do... I turned and ran/lept into the downhill fall. Kept my balance on touching ground and beat the dog back to the bottom. Lucky I did not break a leg, poor dog was trying to scratch with all it's might against the flow...would have been funny as hell ... had I a chance to really consider it.
I beat the dog to the bottom and wadded into the pool below to scoop it up after it had passed trough the Dragons Teeth. No worse for the wear than totally worn down and bloody claws.
I was waiting with the dog as Michelle caught up, she ran up to me and embraced , with tears in her eyes asked if I was Ok... "All I saw was you disappear into the air".
The sun dappled her hair, as we made love in that clearing between the reeds... as lovers do.