Stuff I like Part 9

Its so different with her, not better, not worse, just different. My only other frame of reference whent it came to her were memories from the past. But for all practical purposes, I am a virgin before her, except for a strange involuntary interlude, I have been with no other, until now. Strange, its just occurred to me, I have never felt this way before, ever. She appears before me, soft and inviting, offering comfort and shelter. I se in her a great wisdom, keeper of mysteries, she answers to many names. She opens herself to me, and I am not worthy, but still I enter. To describe what happens next in the limited terminology of human sexual experience, beggars what truly transpires. I never knew it could be like this. We chase one another through the night. Like the children of nature we are, playing hide and seek with the world as our playground. As we move from place to place, it is almost enough to make me forget my troubles, almost, but not quite.