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"Its not safe for you to be out in this thunder," I said.
"Then why are you out here,?" she asked.
"I came out here to forget about you," I answered.
"Look at my body and tell me if you could ever forget about me even if you were given an eternity to forget," she said.
As she put her arms around me and I felt her press her magnificant breasts against my chest, I whispered "no, I can't forget you and eternity is not enough time to erase you from my memory."
Now completly embraced in each others arms our passion sparked a wild fire in
rain that couldn't be douced out. We defied gods of thunder and made love until we both became completly overwhelmed with exhaustion. She knew exactly what gave me most pleasure and I know exactly what gave her most pleasure.
Our bodies seemed to know each other for an eternity. We would be together for a year and a day. And it was happiest year and a day that I would ever spend at least in this mortal life any way. Yes, I know things were a little unusual. But I didn't grasp magnitude of what really transpired till much later on.
Till this very day her last words still haunt me so. On our last morning of waking up together before my ship sailed she said "we had our year and a day," and we can ask for nothing more in this life time.
I laughed and said "I'll see you again."
As tears started to roll down her eyes, she said, "yes, someday, we will have our year and a day again, but till then you must forget me."
As years went by and her last words to me echoed in my ears I started to understand what happened. She was not some incredible figment of my imagination. Although, I would have my doubts except for fact that so many of my shipmates saw us together in so many places.
Yet there are a few things that are hard to explain with logic. First, I feel as if somewhow that horse was taking me to her. Second, during entire year and a day that I was staying with her, I never even once arrived at her house by myself. Somehow she always seemed to pop out of thin air every time I was headed to her house to see her.
Even stranger, she would never let me pay for anything every time we went out. She would always say, "I signed for it."
I would buy her finest silks and jewlery to make up for her covering everything, but she never seemed interested in any gifts although she would always thank me for my shopping efforts.
But still stranger was fact that she never had any scheduled meal. She would just ask me what I wanted to eat and somehow she always had exactly what I asked for within seconds. Yet, I never saw her go grocery shopping.
I'm a very easy person to get along with, but she always asked what music I wanted and what I wanted on TV. But if I asked her what she liked to listen to and watch she would refuse to tell me and just say that it wasn't important.
Even stranger, I always beleived in womans liberation. I would be first guy to help with cooking, shopping, dishes, cleaning or whatever. But with her, I could do none of those things. In fact, for entire year and a day, she insisted on giving me a bath and hand washing all my clothes every single day.
And now that I think of it I can never remember seeing a dish in sink or even a dish in cabinet. "So where did dishes come from and where did they go to?"
In fact I never even poured a single glass of water for myself during entire year and a day. Somehow she anticipated everything I was planning on doing before I did it.
But most extrodinary thing is that during entire year and a day we never had a single disagreement, never a cross word and never an unpleasant moment except for her tears when my ship was about to sail.
Often times, I'm a very light sleeper and I would wake up in middle of night to see her waving a paper fan over me. I don't think anyone could even imagine a fantasy that was so fantastic as this. But yet this was real.
Soon after I got my first computer I did a family tree. And to my surprise I traced tree right to an ancient ancestor that married a magical woman from land of fairies. But because he was mortal and she was not, they were only allowed to have, yes, you guessed it, a year and a day together. The reason for this was that she could never age because she was immortal and of course my ancestor being mortal could age.
Now, I'm not saying that there is any connection. I have a very logical mind and I have been brought up in a way that I was taught that there has to be a logical explanation for everything. But despite that, I can't help but wonder.
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