The Fog is lifting! It's beginning to clear! A gentle young man and a young woman with child-like innocence decide to share a park bench'"while listening to an Itinerant Guitarist playing in the little Park that overlooks the Pacific Sea. Later..., strolling down the Seashore hand in hand'"they come upon a quiet hideaway in the Sand Dunes'"where for a few precious hours, they share a wistful Romantic Interlude'"only to have it end in a tragedy that would make the Angels weep...
A young woman, a recent high school graduate with a rich fantasy life and a taste for what are normally considered male fantasies, learns that she already knows the man of her dreams. She need only submit.
Alexandra was one of the women of my wet dreams. In fact she was the last in a long line of willing women. When I fell in love with her, in my dreams, she left me never to return.
Then I met Vivi. A beautiful pianoplayer, looking almost like Alexandra. Did I ever fall in love! She is about a dozen years older than me, but she is absolutely wonderful. I finish this story while I wait for the taxi, which will bring me to our wedding.