The conversations were loud and all over the place, my family was a funny group of people we were all different in so many ways..... TO BE CONTINUED :)

After breakfast it was like the Nascar speedway, everyone was moving in different directions trying to get out of the house for the morning rush and start of the day. Even though my life seemed hectic at times, it really was just your normal everyday run of the mill family. We had are ups and downs, but I was really blessed to have great parents and a sister and brother that didn’t bother me too much.

I found myself day dreaming in class waiting for the end of the day. Everyone was meeting at the mall to go shopping. All I had really wanted to do was to go home and dream again about my mystery man. I wanted to be left alone with my thoughts and enjoy my made up dream world. Each day my thoughts had become consumed of him, the man that kept on reoccurring in my dreams. The anticipation was almost too much to bare. Finally class was over and I made a lame excuse why I couldn’t go shopping. Sara asked if I had been sick because I never turned down a shopping event. I figured my mother’s credit card needed a break anyway. I told all of my friends to enjoy but I would talk with them later. I found myself rushing home and felt as though I were about to get ready for a date. I could feel butterflies in my stomach with the thought of possibly meeting him again in my dreams. When I reached home I went straight to my room it was a strange feeling because I was slowly becoming obsessed with an imaginary guy. Had my life become so boring that day dreaming was becoming top priority in my life. I was always the type of person to think and rationalize too much. I was going to allow myself to become totally inhabited. I locked my bedroom door, because knowing my family someone would barge right in without warning. I turned the lights off and opened the window a little allowing a cool refreshing breeze to stroll in. My light golden sheer curtains lifted as the air swept in and out. I then placed my cell phone on my night stand and turned the ringer off. The mystery man was going to have my total and absolute attention without interruptions. I knew no one would be home until later on that night. My brother Corey had baseball practice, Eva had piano lessons and then was going out afterwards with friends. My parents were at the neighbors house drooling over their re-modeled kitchen and wanted to get ideas for their own. Stainless steel appliances had become the fad in our neighborhood. I had the house to myself at least for a couple of hours. I changed into comfortable clothes and took my hair out of the pony tail. It felt good to relax and be carefree. I jumped on to my comfortable pillow top mattress. As I laid down I threw my hair up above my micro fiber pillow. That was my favorite pillow, it was so soft and oversized that your head and half of your back would just sink into it. I stretched out and moved my comforter towards the bottom of my bed with my feet. The breeze felt so good and my blinds were shut allowing only the tiniest bit of light in. I reached for my CD player remote and hit the button so the soft mellow sounds played out of the speakers. I closed my eyes in hopes he would be there waiting for me to join him.

Darkness surrounded me. I could feel as though someone were watching me but I couldn’t see anyone. I couldn’t even see my own hand in front of me. I tried to walk forward but it felt as though each step I was sinking into a muddy ground. I began to panic and scream. Wherever I was the place was so large my voice echoed and then seemed to drift off. The faster I walked the harder it became and I could feel my knees about to buckle underneath me. I fell down and threw my hands out in front of me to brace my fall. I felt my hands scrape on a concrete surface. If there was light I would have been able to confirm that my hands were bleeding. “Help, please!” I was trying to scream with all of my might. I was almost at the point of defeat, when I was suddenly lifted out of the darkness. It was him, the man that I had been dreaming about all along. Relief swept over me almost immediately. He was cradling me in his huge arms and kissing my forehead. His gentle face made me forget instantly about the terrifying experience I just endured. As he walked towards the light carrying me I knew that I was alright. He laid me down onto a large bed that had a royal blue silky comforter. There were large pillows all over the bed. We didn’t talk, we didn’t have too he felt everything I needed. He held my hand while slowly stroking my hair out of my face. I tried to sit up, but I didn’t have the strength to. I was dizzy with pleasure, just from looking into his eyes. The excitement he created inside was almost to much to handle. In this encounter I wanted to know more, I wanted to study him, I wanted to feel him and pretend he was real. I reached out to touch his masculine chest and he grabbed my hand and put it up to his lips. He softly kissed my fingertips and guided my hand down his face onto his neck and then placed my hand on his chest. I could feel him breathing. In one swift scoop he placed me in his lap, where we were face to face and my legs moved into position behind his back. I could feel the coolness of his breath on my face. He smelled wonderful, I wasn’t sure what the exact smell was but it was heaven to me. He kissed me passionately and held my waist slowly pressing it closer into him. I moved my hand from his chest and wrapped my arms around his neck. This is the place I had been dreaming about. This is what I had wanted all day long. He pulled away from me and pressed my face with both of his hands. He just smiled and I was melting by the second. This man could have told me to quack like a duck and I would have. His power over my thought process was growing stronger with each visit. I could tell how excited he was as I am sure my excitement was a dead give away as well. He kissed my shoulders and made his way up to my neck and then whispered in my ear. “Remember me always my lovely princess, we will meet soon.” His voice was the sexiest voice I had ever heard in my life. “What’s your name, I am Kira, my name is Kira” I stammered. He brought his lips up to my own and said “ Teague”.

My eyes opened and I had been holding on tightly to my own shirt. I had to laugh to at myself, about the intense dream. My hand had even hurt a little. Sometimes dreams seemed so real. I looked over at the alarm clock and realized I had been sleeping for about three hours….TO BE CONTINUED :)