Raydog1's blog: "The Mid Summer Heat"

The Mid Summer Heat By Raydog1 The day had been hot, but his work now complete It was time to escape from the mid summer heat. He went on inside and took a cool shower, And decided to rest for a couple of hours. It felt so good when his body hit the bed, But it felt much better when the pillow hit his head. The work hadn’t been hard, but still he was beat, He just blamed it on the mid summer heat. It was about 4:00 pm when he began to drift away, That’s when he noticed her standing in his doorway. She was wearing a white dress that was stuck to her skin, “The door was open”, she said, “so I decided to come in.” She was statuesque, from her head to her bare feet, He was happy she had come in from the mid summer heat. She walked across the room, to the foot of his bed, He couldn’t believe his eyes when she pulled the dress over her head. Her hair long and brown, her body curved and lean, She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He began to wonder what he’d done to deserve this, But that faded away when she gave him a kiss. The moment their lips met, his heart skipped a beat His blood began to boil in the mid summer heat. When they began to make love, it felt so right, Neither of them noticed that day had become night. He entered her slowly while caressing her breast, He had totally forgotten about his much needed rest. He moved in and out, slowly increasing his pace, He reveled in the ecstasy that shown on her face. Their bodies moved together like a well-oiled machine, Their passion unmatched, what did it all mean? She reached orgasm first, that was always a treat, Then came seven more, o-o-o-h-h-h that mid summer heat! He kept sliding inside her until it was too much to bear Faster and faster… He would soon be there. She matched every thrust as his tempo increased, He was getting close, very close to release…. When she gazed into his eyes, it was that moment then, He began to reach climax, however that was when… He woke with a jump, wrapped in a sweat soaked sheet, He had fallen victim to the mid summer heat.

MY CITY I once lived in a city. It was a strong, safe city. It had high walls around it built in earlier times to fend off frequent attackers. The walls were strong ones and I maintained them in order to keep myself safe from hurtful things. I can't say that I always felt safe in my strong city, but it was as close as I could get. But I was alone in my city. My city had become a prison for me. The same walls that I had built to keep out pain had also kept out good things, things that made life worth living for. While I was relatively safe in my city, I was besieged in a prison of my own making. Yet I continued maintenance on my walls. I chose the safety of a self-made prison rather than face the dangers that lay on the outside. Even after there were no more attacks, and no more attackers, I kept up my city's walls. Then one day I heard of another city. A traveler from another city had gained my trust and I gave her admittance to my city. It was the first real company I had had in a very long time. Time after time my traveler friend returned. I soon began to lose interest in my walls. It's amazing how fast they fell when I forgot about them. I don't know if my traveler friend thought it strange to find the walls around my city coming down. I myself did not notice. I enjoyed her company so much that my walls did not even cross my mind. I wondered what sort of city it was that my traveler friend had come from. It was then that I realized that my walls had come completely down. They were beyond repair and to my surprise I found that I did not wish to build them up again. So I left my once strong city and set out to find that other city from where my traveler friend had come. The place where I, for some reason, had begun to believe I could be safe and yet not alone. It was not a long journey. I soon reached the city I was looking for. I don't know what I expected to see when I reached that city. But what a sinking feeling I had when I stood before the city and found it surrounded by high walls probably as strong and solid as mine had been. And she wouldn’t let me in. I couldn’t go back, for the old city would never feel like home again. And it would be much too difficult to rebuild those walls a second time. So I wander outside the other city. I still talk to my traveler friend and I try to imagine what the city must be like from the things she has said. How I long to be in that city, to be next to that friend who helped me escape my own prison. If only she would open the gates for me. I would have a city to be at home in once more. And hopefully be better off than I was before. I know what I left behind and I do not miss it nor do I feel the least bit of longing to return. So I wait on the outside of this other city praying that some day I will earn the trust that is required to be admitted. I fear I may have to wait forever……..for something that may never come…………..

The Mid Summer Heat By Raydog1 The day had been hot, but his work now complete It was time to escape from the mid summer heat. He went on inside and took a cool shower, And decided to rest for a couple of hours. It felt so good when his body hit the bed, But it felt much better when the pillow hit his head. The work hadn’t been hard, but still he was beat, He just blamed it on the mid summer heat. It was about 4:00 pm when he began to drift away, That’s when he noticed her standing in his doorway. She was wearing a white dress that was stuck to her skin, “The door was open”, she said, “so I decided to come in.” She was statuesque, from her head to her bare feet, He was happy she had come in from the mid summer heat. She walked across the room, to the foot of his bed, He couldn’t believe his eyes when she pulled the dress over her head. Her hair long and brown, her body curved and lean, She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen. He began to wonder what he’d done to deserve this, But that faded away when she gave him a kiss. The moment their lips met, his heart skipped a beat His blood began to boil in the mid summer heat. When they began to make love, it felt so right, Neither of them noticed that day had become night. He entered her slowly while caressing her breast, He had totally forgotten about his much needed rest. He moved in and out, slowly increasing his pace, He reveled in the ecstasy that shown on her face. Their bodies moved together like a well-oiled machine, Their passion unmatched, what did it all mean? She reached orgasm first, that was always a treat, Then came seven more, o-o-o-h-h-h that mid summer heat! He kept sliding inside her until it was too much to bear Faster and faster… He would soon be there. She matched every thrust as his tempo increased, He was getting close, very close to release…. When she gazed into his eyes, it was that moment then, He began to reach climax, however that was when… He woke with a jump, wrapped in a sweat soaked sheet, He had fallen victim to the mid summer heat.