An online calendar has a picture for this month of a trail through the woods. There’s some snow to the side of the path, but the trail itself is clear. The air looks fresh and clean. I need to be there.

I have the red winter boots from my childhood, but they fit my grown up feet perfectly. They are fur lined and couldn’t be more comfortable. And the air is just the way I thought it would be, fresh and clear. So good to breathe! So good to feel against my bare skin.

It is so quiet. My steps make not a sound. I might as well be standing still. That won’t do.

Walk with me, Daniel.

And he is there. Walking with me. His hand on my shoulder. I place my hand on his butt. Oh, the lovely feel of his ass when he walks. Not so unlike the feel of his ass when we fuck. He must be thinking about that now, for his cock lifts. It turns to me. Morning light sifts through the trees illuminating the cap. Such a nice-looking cock. I need to taste it. To have it in my mouth. In my cunt. In my ass. Soon. Soon. Soon! But for now we’re just walking, together, step after step, and that is enough. For now.