I have no excuse for doing this late I had actually decided for a while not to do anymore, But I thought I should at least finish this and so here I am this won't happen again I promise if any one cares anymore.

The Meeting Of Lovers

By the time I got back into the hotel I was furious. Although Charles on the other hand seemed to be completely oblivious to the whole thing. He just trailed on behind me smiling and tipping his hat whenever he passed an attractive woman they'd react in the way that was appropriate at the time by giggling with their hands covering their mouths turning back and whispering to their friends. You know how it goes men like stupid women, although some of them played this part a little too well and. . . well you know what I'm getting at. However by then my anger had risen to a point where making fun of all the brain dead bleached blond girls at the bar no longer had a snowball's chance in hell of cheering me up. So I just kept on walking, rather quickly and loudly I might add. To any one else walking by this I would have come off as angry or at least my behavior would have seemed strange. Oh no not to Mr. oblivious. Who just kept on walking. Completely unaware of my spectacle of malcontent. Eventually in a last ditch effort to make a him notice, I did just about the only thing I could do. I rammed him. . . . No I didn't shove him that hard. I didn't use my head. Like say a billy goat or ah..um... Well a ram. I just gave him a rather spirited nudge into one of the tables. With my elbow. Charles quickly stood back up into a fully upright position, dusted himself off and apologized to the people at the table. Then started towards me with a look of concern. Now, I had noticed this and began to labor more intensively in my endeavors. I began to stomp louder furrowed my eyebrows, and even pouted. Rather quietly of course. I came here quite often and I didn't want to seem to improper. Charles places his hand on my shoulder.

" Irene,. . . This something bothering you. " he spoke with all the sincerity that he could muster. " if I did something wrong I am sorry." sorry. Your sorry. How can you be sorry. If you don't even know what you did? I picked up my pace and continued to ignore him. He followed me pouring out to apologies. Although for what his tiny brain could not summit.

finally I reach my room. And with a little effort I managed to get myself in while keeping him out. when Bang. Bang. Bang.

"Irene, why won't you tell me what's wrong? " Charles whined.

" because you should know what's wrong. And you should have known better than to do that anyway. "

" what did I do? Tell me. " he pleaded for a few seconds before continuing. " look I'm sorry I'm really sorry OK. "

" No not O.K.. How can you be sorry if you don't even know what you did wrong?" I complained.

" well then, why don't you tell me what I did wrong so I can be sorry for it. " Charles continued to whine. With that statement, I swiftly turned my back to the door. Walked into my room fists clenched tightly by my side and stayed their. Ignoring the begging baboon at my door. It took a good 10 to 15 minutes but after that he finally got bored and left. I spent the afternoon reading and doing a couple doodles. Any thing to take my mind off of the events of that day.

that night I awoke too mixture of loud noises just outside my door. Thundering footsteps, loud screams, the ringing of fire engines and police car sirens all just outside my room. Wait this was not my room. My thoughts flew back outside to all the noises, blanketed by the pouring rain. I hadn't noticed it before. Then another noise rung out even louder than before. My heart I could hear it pounding in my chest. A louder sound then the rest. I anchored myself up on my elbows, and peered out the window to my left. I squinted my eyes and a stretched my neck, trying to see what was happening. Smoke. I saw smoke. I bit my lip and stretched further. Fire. I could see the fire now. But nothing more. Suddenly my thoughts were again distracted by the noises. This time it came from close by.
my eyebrows shot up, and I open my eyes wide. They're from right next to me. I turned towards the sound. Raven. It was her. She wore her hair down this time. It blew in the wind. Wait we're inside there is no wind-. What is she wearing. It wa-. My thoughts were cut off, when her lips hit mine. Her lips were press firm against mine. Beckoning me to allow her entrance. Seemingly against my will I dil. Her tongue darting into my mouth, and I deepened the kiss. I...... I deepened the kiss? I closed my eyes and relax into her arms. Suddenly coming back to my senses I reach my arms up to push her way, and embraced her tightly. What am I doing? Raven broke the kiss. And I...... well..... I felt disappointed, but only for a moment. She immediately started laying kisses along my jaw and then down my neck. A moaned., closed my eyes tighter. A press myself harder against her. All while tightening my embrace. This was a dream I knew it. It had to be. So I know longer cared what I did. I was enjoying this dream to much. I moaned and bit my lip. I could feel the top of my address falling down my arms. Her hair lying gently on my shoulders while brushing my neck. She moved her kisses down my chest. I pressed my lips to the top of her head. So soft and silky. Smelled so sweet. Just out to the corner of my eye to the right I could see us together in a mirror. I was surprised to say the least as I watched myself age. right before my eyes. My hair turned whites and had started to thin. I could feel my skin become rough and loose with old age. Suddenly Raven ceased in her endeavors and began to move her face towards mind, painfully slow. My dream was quickly turning into a nightmare right before my eyes. Finally she reached my face and looked me right in the eyes. I could swear I felt tears well up in my eyes. She was exactly the same. The same perfect skin and same perfect body. Same ink black hair with a paper white streak through it. She looked at me with admiration in her eyes. No it was more lust, passion, desire, as if she were looking at some great beauty. But I wasn't............ beautiful. How could she. That look..... that look made me want to melt. I closed my eyes as she pressed a kiss to my forehead. I wrapped myself in the warmth of the lingering kiss. Only to have it ripped away by strange hands. Only to have Raven ripped away. Pulling her away her face was barely visible under her hair. But one factor stood out. Her glowing in the eyes. That lit up under the shadow of her hair. But I paid no attention to that. Only one thought ever crossed my mind 'NO'. I stretched my arms out to her retreating body. I desperately wanted her back. All of a sudden feeling cold and alone again I screamed at the strong hand. Half in desperation half in anger .

"NOOO!!!!" I jumped in my bed. Only to be confronted with the bright morning light. Blinding my eyes, from an unshaded window. "Arrggh, god what a dream. Why can't I ever have a good wet dream. " then it hit me. Raven. I'm meeting her today. I sighed inwardly although I may be attracted to her in my dreams I am most certainly not attracted to her in real life.