This is a story from my imagination, and I will add each part here as I create it. I hope you enjoy reading it as much as I have writing it. I have been inspierd to reopen my creative side, and I hope with this, you will get to see just a bit of my imagination. And to my inspiration......Thank you!

Destination Imagination Part 1

As I mount my Dragon Drake, or Puff as you call him, I look down upon you and see the need in your eyes to just get away from it all. So, I reach down, take your soft delicate hand in mine and swoop you up into the sky with me, and as I do, you grab my waist and throw your leg over Drake and hold on for dear life. Unknowing what the future holds, you draw yourself closer to me, willing to allow me to keep you safe within my reach.

We head south, towards Mexico, and we make a stop in South Padre, Texas, for a walk along the beach there, and hike all over the sand dunes and chase tiny almost invisible crabs along the sand. Then, off we go to the bay side of the island to watch the sun set. We watch it slowly sink as we sit atop Drake as he gently hovers above the ocean. We gaze at each other as the sun fades into darkness and the lights of the island take over. I lean toward you and softly brush my lips against yours, but I do not stop, I keep going to your ear. I kiss it, and ask if you are hungry. Your gaze catches mine again, and you reply "yes my handsome knight I am ravenous".

We head off into Mexico and find a small home town Mexican diner/cantina, where we order up some real Mexican food. I look over at Drake. He is up at the bar drinking a cervesa, and flirting with the bar maid. You laugh till you cry, because you have never seen such a sight. We eat till we nearly pop, while listening to the guitar player strum out romantic music near our secluded table, and we laugh and dance and tease. Then we haul Drake to the little weather beaten, brightly painted, stucco sided hotel, and we talk for hours and hours while he sleeps it off. We decide we need to get a bit of rest before traipsing about the land of Destination Imagination.

Being the gentle Sir that I am, I fight my desires, and I behave myself as I ask you to snuggle into my arms for some much needed rest. I lay upon my back, and you lay your head right in the crook of my arm at my shoulder and I hear you sigh and I know I have brought peace into your heart. We sleep for a few hours, and while doing so, we find our way into each other's dreams. We dream of long hot bubble baths together, that lead to some soft slow kisses, which leads to me taking you by the hand and leading you to our bed. Still standing there in all our nakedness, except for all the bubbles that still remain on a few parts of your beautiful body, we embrace for a slow deep kiss which seems to bond us together like the melting wax of two burning candles that have been previously left unattended.

The flames of desire take over, and we make uncontrollable, wild, yet passionate love. We both wake up shaking from the memories of the dream we just shared. I look at you and you drop your eyes in shame, for you feel as if you have done something wrong; to have desired, and wanted to act upon that desire so soon. I touch your shoulder, and I say to you, "My darling little one, you my raise your head with pride, for you have made your Sir very happy. It pleases me that you wish to share yourself with me. It shows me you trust me, and that you willingly let me in". We share a warm embrace, and I kiss your forehead and you thank me for being so kind and gentle.

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