In an instant I expanded outward, filling the whiteness... the infinite non existence of release shattered by the sudden awareness of self, space, time...

Reality rearranged itself like a pair of cymbals crashing together in a sharp, clear, thunderclap, with the lingering echo forcing the frontiers of reality even farther.

A multitude of sensory and perceptive inputs assaulted me simultaneously then:

I was Me again.  Or rather, the human, male, bozoboy that I perceive myself to be *laughs*

I was standing in some sort of underground chamber.  The walls and floor were a rusty red, the ceiling, blackened with soot.  Various glyphs and images were carved on the walls, ancient, alien symbols of days gone by.

I was within the ruins beneath the red desert.

I was completely naked.  My skin felt very alive, the kind of raw you get from a really good scrubbing... clean... pure.... almost glowing.

My throat burned that delicious burn you get after a really good yell, too, as if my passing was perhaps less than silent.

There was a warm yellowish glow to the chamber, cast by an old style oil lamp which sat upon the floor.  A still smoldering match lay next to it.

I was Not alone.

Kneeling before me, peering through a magnifying glass at my toe, was HIM.

He was wearing khaki trousers and well worn boots, flannel shirt, a vest, broad brimmed hat...

I know much and nothing about Him... we had communicated often although we had never spoken before.  All the realms were funny that way. *shrugs*  More often than not, I would simply see signs of Him, His backpack left here, some boot prints leading there, and They would communicate 'things' to me... I'd always perceived Him as a fellow explorer, a traveler, a Comrade.

All of this came crashing into me at once, leaving me somewhat dizzy and heady.

I gazed downward at my naked form and the man kneeling before me, wondering how I was going to explain this rather sudden explosion of ME in His face *laughs*

He began to tilt His head upward to look at me.  Slowly, or so it seemed, His gaze followed my foot to my leg, my knee, my thigh...

I WANTED to take a step backwards then *laughs*  Every fiber of my being was saying "woah, too close" *grins*  but I was incredibly dizzy and unsure of my footing and numb with fear and the thought of taking a misstep and stumbling Forward was just too much to bare.

The brim of His hat came level with my waist and I knew Exactly what He was gazing at then *Laughs*

I gasped in a breath, preparing myself to utter something clever like "um" or some such, *grins* but He kept looking upwards and just then the brim of His hat tipped far enough back so that I could see Her chin, then Her lips, then Her nose swam into view.

The gasp caught in my throat.  IF anything came out it was Not as intelligible nor as productive as "um" because the scene simply would Not stop.

She kept tilting Her head back, Her gaze going across my belly, my chest, until I found myself, mesmerized, gazing into Her eyes.

She stopped then and focused squarely upon Me.

My mouth moved, I don't know what came out though, *laughs* all I could think of, all I could feel, was how Close She was.

I could feel her breath on me...

I was gazing directly into Her eyes, but I could see the corners of Her mouth begin to turn up in a slight smile, sense the muscles in Her lips tensing, moving...
 

Her lips parted then, moist, slowly, a soft smacking sound as they separated...

I could feel the air flowing across me, past me, into Her as She took in a breath...

*sigh*

Perhaps She was going to speak...

Or maybe just Laugh hysterically at the situation...

I'll never know.

I gazed down at the sight below me

An impossible sight

And I chose that exact moment to fall forever into the blackness of Her eyes...