Date: Sun, 14 May 2000 03:04:35 EDT
From: LaelSt@aol.com
Subject: Vacation Seduction: Part 5

This is an entirely fictional story (more's the pity!) and has no relation to
any real person, place or event. I hope to continue the story for a long
time, hopefully in a more timely manner! By all means, email me with comments
at LaelSt@aol.com or contact me at ICQ #11938988. I have throughly enjoyed
those I have received and look forward to any further ones. It may be a
little while before I pick this story up again, but don't worry, it still has
some life left in it.

Thanks,
 Lael Stalnaker

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  My senses are fuzzy this morning. I lay quietly,
absorbing the dream that I had last night. My hand is
trapped under Jules' side. He must have turned in his
sleep. My hand is a little sweaty. It feels like it is
caught on something. The colors and details of the
dream are extremely clear right now. I gently tug at
my hand, hoping that it will slip out without waking
my sleeping stud-god. When I uncurl my fingers (duh!),
it finally begins to slip out from under him. Mmmmm
...left over dream bits. Finally my hand is free.
Massaging the numbness and faint marks away, I pick up
my tablet of paper and begin writing.

** I am walking along the beach in the moonlight. My
shorts and open shirt are plastered to my body by the
humidity.  Waves are crashing against the reef. The
spray from impact rockets 30 feet into the air. As it
spreads out into mist, the light pierces it.
Iridescent flickers run up and down the air borne
water droplets. I stand and watch the moonpath created
by the open water further out. It leads directly to
the reef and is visible briefly after each impact has
faded back into oblivion.

  The minor waves that reach the beach have a faint
luminescence. The air itself seems to shine. I stop
walking and face the reef. A gentle breeze tugs at my
hair and the mist spray from the impact on the reef.
It is warm still. I can just make out dolphins on the
horizon. They are leaping and cart wheeling along the
path of light on the water's surface. They appear to
be following it to the reef. It is one of the most
beautiful sights any living person has ever seen. When
they reach about 10 yards from the reef, they move no
closer. Instead they vault into the air in all
directions repeatedly. It is an awesome sight.

  A form coalesces out of the moon light and ocean
spray. I can see it take form out of nothing. It
doesn't bother me. It feels right. The form shimmers
briefly, then bursts into being with a tremendous
flash of silvery light. I can no longer see through
it. The dolphins give a final leap in unison and the
rapidly swim back along the moonpath. Their final leap
had briefly framed the form standing on the reef
facing them. I can tell that it is a tall man. From
this distance, not much else is readily apparent. **

  Jules is shifting in his sleep. He murmurs something
but continues to sleep away the morning. His breathing
is still very deep and even. Whatever he is dreaming
about has aroused him quite visibly. His sleeping body
looks so good. He has his lower leg drawn up against
his stomach while the other remains stretched out
straight. His ankle is under his knee. He is slightly
turned at the waist and almost bent in half. His head
is turned toward me, with one arm tucked up under the
pillow. The other is touching his lower knee with his
elbow, the hand under his chin. Over all, he is
sleeping in a weird c-shape. Looks mighty fine though
in the position he is in. I reluctantly pull my
lustful eyes away from his slumbering form and go back
to writing.

** The form turns away from the dolphins. It gazes at
me as I stand gazing back. As I said before, I can
tell it is a man, but little else in the weak light.
The man on the reef lifts his hands to his hair and
pushes it back from his face. The spray from behind is
continually throwing enough water on him to move his
hair into his face each time. Then he steps down from
the reef and moves toward me. There is a faint
moontrail leading from the reef to the beach. I can
tell that he is following it to shore. Strange, it
just occurred to me that he is not sinking into the
water. Wow!!!

  He *is* touching the water. I can tell by the
shimmer on the water in his wake. My mouth goes dry as
he comes close enough to be seen clearly. Gods above
and below!!! He is perfect. Literally. My impression
is that any person viewing him would see what they
most desired in a partner. The sheer beauty of him is
breathtaking. There are no words that can do him
justice. He is nude, except for bits and pieces of
adornment, some physical, some that appear to be
tattoos. His hair is just past his shoulders. In the
moonlight, it looks silver, but could easily be a very
light blond. His body reminds me of certain classical
Greek statues. A major difference from them, though,
is that his penis is definitely on a different scale
than any of those simple pieces of marble.

  He has stopped about 5 feet from the actual beach.
He is examining me as I examine him. An eyebrow raises
slightly. How familiar that seems. I can't place it.
Then, I look down. My clothes are melting away before
my astonished eyes. They turn all misty and just
evaporate. How amazing! Once they are completely gone,
I look up again. A quirky lopsided smile greets my
returning gaze. I know that I have seen that smile
before, but can't place it right now. Oh well, I'll
figure it out later. I go back to thoroughly
inspecting the form before me.

  His gray eyes have a faint shine to them, almost lit
from within. He is just slightly taller than I am. The
tattoos draw my attention. He has a large white circle
at the base of his throat. On either side of it are
dolphins, with their bodies curved in outline of the
circle. Around each wrist, shades of blue make wave
patterns into bracelets. Each ankle has a similar
pattern. A string of various types of shells, tightly
packed on the string, runs from his right shoulder to
his left hip. Looks really cool. A large silver
earring hangs from his right ear. It is a blue
moonstone hanging from a chain. It just brushes
against the line of his strong jaw. He is clean-
shaven. His hair reaches his shoulder blades in waves
of very loose curls. How strange! His hair is
completely dry now.

  He lifts a hand and beckons me to him. On his ring
finger is a beautiful silver ring. It is in the shape
of 2 dolphins curled around a large blue moonstone.
The band looks like 2 more dolphins, tails touching at
the bottom to complete the circle of the band. Really,
it is more of a sculpture than a piece of jewelry.
Actually, despite my poor words, it is a very
masculine looking ring. Extremely detailed. The nails
of his hand also had that faint shine to them. Eerie.
I step into the surf. To my amazement, I do not sink
down into the water. Ewwww, feels slippery, like
walking on Jell-O. **

  Jules' breathing has shifted. He is finally starting
to wake up, I think. It is still early. Actually, it
is only 8:00am. Pretty damn early for a vacation wake
up. He is such a turn on, just being there in the same
bed with me. Good thing that I love everything about
him, not just his magnificent godlike body. Oh well,
need to finish getting this dream down on paper before
studly wakes up. Hope the scratching of the pen on the
paper isn't what's waking him up. I'd move off the
bed, but I don't want to deprive myself of the
privledge of watching him sleep. Well, that and being
able to stare at him without being rude. He murmurs
again. Almost caught what he said this time.

** I am walking on water! It is so weird. The moonpath
feels vaguely solid beneath my distrusting feet. With
4 steps, I reach the sublime creature that has
summoned me from the shore. He takes my hand into his.
The warm strength grasping my hand belies the ethereal
chill I had somehow expected he would have. After all,
he did form out of moonlight and ocean spray! He pulls
me in closer to him and smiles down at my up turned
face. That smile again! I know that I should recognize
it.

  He turns toward the reef and begins to lead me
there. The spray has died back quite a bit. The
moontrail is fading away as the moon moves to almost
overhead. The entire surface of the ocean is alive
with the light of the moon falling almost evenly
everywhere. We reach the reef and step up on it, side
by side. We look out across the water. The sheer
beauty of it all is totally surreal and breath taking.
The sense of peace that I have just about overflows.
He turns me to him. His hand comes up under my chin
and tilts my head just enough to look into his eyes.
It feels like they are reaching into me and searching
my very soul. His lips brush briefly against first one
cheek and then the other.

  I shiver. The contact against my skin is electric.
When his lips brush against my forehead, my eyes fall
closed on their own. Then he kisses my own lips. The
warmth enters me there and floods through out my
entire being. A sense of total completion washes
through me in its wake. He still has one hand under my
chin and the other one holds my right hand. That hand
is brought up to those silken lips and is kissed also.
His hand leaves my chin and then I feel something
being slipped onto my right ring finger. My eyes
flutter open and I look down at my fingers. His
moonstone ring is now on my hand. I look back up into
his eyes. They are shining even brighter now. He takes
my hand and begins to lead me again. We step out from
the reef on its far side from the shore.

  He speaks for the first time,

"I am yours, you are mine. Now and forever, until the
end of time. When you call, so shall I come. I give to
you, all that is, was and will be. No harm shall ever
come to you, as I watch for it. No want shall you
have, as I provide for it. No evil shall haunt you, as
I guard against it. No darkness shall ever surround
you, as I lightt it. These I swear to you by moon and
sea, 'til the ending of all. My love is eternal."

  His voice sounds so fanilar I almost loose what is
said due to struggling to place it. I am shocked
speechless. Who is this?!? When his words finish
echoing throughout the firmament, we walk out a little
further. The dolphins are playing, still out on the
horizon. Everything is all silver, balck and white. He
stops us after a few minutes. He turns until we are
face to face again.

"Do you trust me?" he asks gently.

  I can't much more than nod. I am still absorbing the
declaration he had made. Shivers are running up and
down my spine. No one has ever spoken to me that way.
Emotions flicker through me in rapid succession. It
all gathers at the center of my being. **

  I look up from the page and meet Jules' eyes. They
are fully open, wake and aware. His smile brightens
the room. Memory expands and I almost gasp. It's the
same smile! He looks puzzled for a minute at my
reaction to him. Then he really grins. Abruptly, the
grin turns to a frown. He shifts his body and reaches
under his side. He pulls out a ring. It is silver with
a large blue moonstone set into the top. Etched into
the sides of the band are dolphins. It's not the same
ring as the dream, but talk about a major coincidence.
I fall off the side of the bed in pure astonishment. I
peer at him over the edge of the bed. His grin
returns.

"Damn! I put it on your finger last night after you
went to sleep. Tried to be careful enough not to wake
you. It must have slipped off. So much for that
surprise!" he murmurs.

"Jules, I need to talk to you after I finish writing
this out. I had the most amazing dream. I am almost
done." I say, holding up the tablet.

"Sure, no problem. Actually, I want to borrow that
tablet when your done." He answers.

  I just nod and go back to writing. He stretches his
body like a cat. What an erotic sight! I begin to put
the last touches to the dream onto the paper.

** As I nod, he folds me into an embrace. His lips
kiss my neck gently. We begin to sink into the water.
I don't even panick. The water is warm and caressing.
We descend to the sea floor. Amazingly, we are able to
breathe as if the water were air. We break the kiss
and look around. The world below looks so different
than that of above. Almost everything is in motion of
some kind.

  Fish dart here and there, going about their business
as if we were not there. The coral has small filements
out that sway with the tide, capturing tiny particles.
Starfish creep along the bottom, looking for crabs.
Leafy sea dragons (related to sea horses, by the way)
flutter about on their own mysterious errends.

  When I have looked about us for as long as I cared
to, he smiled again. The features of his face blur a
little. He looks so familiar now it is on the tip of
my tongue. I start to speak and a fingertip is placed
against my lips softly. We begin to rise through the
water again. When we reach the surface, we walk back
to the reef. When we are standing on firm ground
again, he kisses me once more. The passion in that
kiss takes away my breath and sanity. Suddenly, a wave
smashes into the reef. We are covered by the spray.
Within the deluge, I see a bright light shimmer. When
the water reaches the ground, he has faded away. A
voice sounds beside my ear.

"Remember. Remember what has been said here."
This is where the landscape began to change.
Everything turned gray. I seemed to be falling up.
Yes, up. Within seconds, I woke. **

  I put the pen down and tear off the pages I have
written. He looks over at me, a questioning look on
his face. I smile and reach out my right hand to him.
He grins and takes my hand. Abruptly, I am pulled back
onto the bed. He pulls me in for a long, deep kiss.
When we break from it, he slides the ring back onto my
hand. Turns out that it is slightly loose on my
finger. No wonder it came off. I glance at it and then
kiss him again. He reaches for my hips. Instead of
giving in to the urge to stay in bed all day, I smack
the tablet into his chest. His hands involuntarily
jerk upwards and catch it.

"All yours. We'll talk when you're done. I'll go make
breakfast while you write." I inform him.

  He nods, oh so obviously disappointed by the turn of
events. With a shrug, he begins to write. His legs are
drawn up and he writes quickly with the pad on his
knees. How he can do that while lying down, I'll never
know! Would drive me up the wall in a heartbeat. I
slide off the bed and grab a short blue silk robe.
Leaving the robe totally open in front, it only goes
to my mid thigh. Stuffing the papers into the pocket,
I get to work. Jules is softly humming to himself as
he writes. The sound follows me into the kitchen.

  What to do for breakfast... ah, that's it. A quick
search of the fridge turns up the makings for French
toast. That should do the trick. It is not long before
breakfast is cooking. I set the deck table with the
appropriate liquids and such. Jules is still humming
away in the bedroom. He sounds so content. Damn,
almost forgot his coffee. Hate the stuff, but he gets
headaches without a pot in the morning. Strictly tea
for me with 2 spoonfuls of sugar. He takes his coffee
black. When it finishes sifting its slow way into the
glass pot, I pour him a cup and take it into him. He
looks up and smiles.

"Breakfast will be ready by the time you finish that."
I say with a gesture toward the cup.

" Thanks babe. Almost done here." He replies.

  I lean in and kiss him. He pushes up into it,
juggling the paper, coffee and pen. Finally, I break
the kiss and admonish him to finish writing or he'll
get a cold breakfast. With a laugh, he goes back to
writing between sips of coffee. The French toast is
done by the time he finally comes out of the bedroom.
He still hasn't put on any clothes. Jules hates them.
He has avoided them since we got here. Doesn't hurt my
feelings at all. I miss pockets though. They're
awfully convenient. Jules wanders out onto the deck
while I bring out the hot stuff.

  Standing at the deck rail, he gazes off into the
ocean. Far in the distance we can see the dolphins.
They didn't leave the area last night. Too cool. We
sit down and demolish everything I cooked. He looks up
after we have been sitting in stuffed contentment for
a while and meets my eyes.

"Ready to swap dreams now, Dakota?" he asks.

"Sure. Here's mine," I respond while passing my wad of
papers over to him.

  Jules hands me the tablet in exchange. He's filled
several pages with his broad sprawling script. It has
a very angular trend to it with a minimum of curves.
Mine has mostly curves. We lean back in the rattan
deck chairs and begin reading. His style is more
fragmented. He gets his point across though. I begin
to read.

** Standing on the reef. The spray drenches me with
every crash. Can see the dolphins leaping in front of
me. Then they leap away toward the horizon. I turn
back toward the beach. There is a tall man standing
there. Watching me, I think. I walk toward him. The
water supports my weight. Somehow knew it would. Stop
a bit away from him.

  He is very tan. Tall with broad shoulders. Dark
hair, light eyes, hazel I think. Very attractive.
Shorts and a shirt, open. He just stands watching me.
I smile and hold out a hand. The clothes melt away as
I motion for him to come to me. Seems familiar
somehow. After he looks down at the missing clothes,
comes to me. Take his hand. It feels right. Want to go
back to the reef. See if dolphins still there. He
walks with me, in perfect stride with me. We climb the
little way up onto the reef.

  I turn to look at him. I know this person. Can't
remember where from though. He kisses me. Feels
incredibly right. He lifts his hand in mine and takes
a ring off of his finger. It's exactly like the one I
planned to surprise Dakota with. Weird. Have a
suspicion though. He tucks it into my hand.

I turn back toward the open water. We walk out onto
it. Face him again. He speaks,

"I am yours, you are mine. You have but to call and I
will come. If the storm blows around you, I shelter
you. If illness takes you, I heal you. If you need
anything at all, I give it. Eternity is yours, with me
by your side. Let Earth and fire witness this and make
it so."

I almost fall over. Reminds me of Dakota's poem. We
walk a little further out. Water changes. I know who
it is now. Dakota asks me,

"Do you trust me?"

I nod. We sink into the water. Lots of sea life
surround us. Ignore us too though. After while, we
rise upwards again. Dakota walks us back to the reef.
Wave breaks on reef, Dakota gone. See him back on the
shore. Walks off up the dunes. Gone then. I stare at
the ocean until I wake up. **

  I drop the tablet in pure astonishment. My eyes look
up from the last page and meet his. He has finished
reading what I had written. There is a thoughtful look
on his face. Shock must be plastered on mine. Who has
ever heard of sharing a dream? Maybe not exactly the
same, but close enough to be kind of scary. Not only
that, but Jules had realized who his stranger was
before I did. Did that mean he knew me better than I
knew him? What the hell did this mean.

  Jules picked up the papers he had set aside and
reread them. His smile returned with a raising of that
eyebrow of his. Damn, that always made him look so
sexy. He carefully put them back in order and handed
them to me. I gave him the tablet. Then we just sat
and stared into each other's eyes. Where to go from
here? The ocean hummed and roared. I looked out to it,
and saw the dolphins again.

"Let's go the reef, Jules," I whispered.

"All right, but after lunch when the sun isn't over
head, OK?" he requested.

"Fine by me." I replied.

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Sorry this took so long. Actually, to be honest, it
has been done for almost a month. I just wasn't sure
this was the route I wanted to go. I reread it
recently and decided; What the hell, why not? It fits.

Comments are welcome. Hey, all things are possible
within the realm of fiction, right? Anyway, email me
with complaints about mushiness at LaelSt@aol.com or
through ICQ # 11938988. I always answer.