My bed grew softer and softer until I felt as if I was laying on nothing but puffs of cotton.  I begin to sink lower and lower until the cotton cloud envelopes me.  I can breathe and know that I am not in danger but that knowledge does not stop my fear.  Then, as if all at once, I begin to float downward.  It is slow at first and then faster, I'm no longer floating, I'm falling.  I see scenes passing me, or I pass scenes of a girl’s life.  I see her growing from a young child to a teenager. 

I remember none of these scenes of youth, but recognize people, places and events as if I were there.  Am I this girl? Am I the star of all these small movies?  I continue falling, and though I have no idea how fast I am moving, I know that I am going quicker than I would like.  But I am not afraid.  It is as if I will never land, as if I am flying purposefully, but without knowledge of where I am going. And then, for the first time yet, I wonder... Where AM I going?  I'm falling and falling fast, and now, only now, I am afraid.  I panic, I cry and I scream. Not for the fall, or the landing, but I know I am asleep, which means I will have to wake up, and that is what is scaring me.  When I wake up, where will I go?

Suddenly, I land.  It is neither fast and jarring, nor slow, soft and easy, I am just on the ground.  As if all I had done was jump up and land on my feet.  I open my eyes, which I hadn't noticed were closed and I see someone. Or something.  As my eyes focus, they, it, disappears and a tree is in their place.  'But it could not have been a tree.' I think to myself. 'There was hair, a curved waist.' I was sure of it. I thought.  Even if what I had seen was a tree, the curves were different.

I walk up to the tree and feel it pulling me. I step under its branches and look up and down it's trunk.  It couldn't have been whatever or whoever I thought I had seen, they were gone.  I feel the tree pulling to me, or more accurately, I feel the tree pulling me to it.  As I step closer, for just a moment, I see a woman I recognize standing in front of the tree, opening her arms to me for a hug.  My arms open and wrap around the tree and I feel its warmth pulse around me, as it pulls me into it. 

It is hot and dark in this tree, and as I stand taking in the warmth and the sweet sappy smell, the wind begins to blow.  It is fierce and chilling and everything is telling me that I should get out of this wind before it becomes a storm, but I don't.  Goose bumps rise on my arm and my teeth begin to chatter, but I still am not cold enough to escape this wind.  It's blowing all my fears and worries off of my body, it seems.  Taking away I deal with through the day. All of my stresses.  I hear a voice on the wind, but cannot make out the words.  It is so familiar, like the obscure song you hear in a movie, but don't really listen to until you hear it 3 weeks later on the radio
I follow the voice to a lake not far off.  The wind has brought rain and now, I do wish for shelter from this storm.  I am scared and cold and wish that I could just go home.  I don't know how to get home from here. A cave maybe? My tree, where is my tree that shared its love and warmth with me?  Why can't I just go home?  Thoughts of home turned to thoughts of work. I don't remember what I do at work, or where I work, only that I don't know why I still work there.  Quickly, my thoughts become dark and sour, and the fear of not knowing where I am going return.  I sit on the cold wet earth and cry.  This cry feels different.  I feel as if each tear is washing away a tiny bit of fear and cleansing me.  My heavy heart weighs less with each sob until it is so light I feel love radiating from the top of my head, pouring forth to everything around me.

The clouds blow away and the rain lightens, then ceases and I am left on the wet ground with the lake.  I couldn't see it in the rain, but as I look ahead of me, I see how vast the lake is, as if it stretches on for miles.  I stand up to survey the area around me, and don't even mange to turn around.  The water is bight and clear.  I see each pebble, rock and shell in the bottom of the lake.  As the small waves settle, a shape begins to form.

Curves and hair like I thought I saw when I stopped falling.  She is the same woman that wanted me to hug the tree as well.  Now she is in the water? It makes no sense.  I reach out to touch the water, to feel her, to know that she really is there and not just my imagination, but as soon as the tip of my finger touches the water, a single ray of light hits the water above her and she vanishes again.  I look up to see the most amazing sunrise I've ever seen.  The sky is filled with reds and pinks and oranges that I've never seen before.  As I feel the warmth, I look around me and see that it is all vanishing, just as the woman did.

Kayde went into the bathroom to get ready for bed while I stayed in the bedroom. I stripped out of my dress, panties and bra to start getting ready for bed. First, I brushed my long orange hair and pulled it into a braid that I let Lay to the side of my head and over my shoulder. I pulled out my makeup bag, opened it up and began to search for my make up remover and a few cotton balls. I put a small amount of my oil free eye make up remover on a cotton ball and swiped it over my eye lids a couple of times until my eye make up was mostly gone, then I added a bit more to a second, cleaner cotton ball and went over my eye lids again, just to make sure it was gone. I pressed my mouth to the back of my hand to check for any lipstick that might have made it through the hectic night and was pleased to find out that there wasn’t anything left. I picked my dress up and hung it on a hanger that I found in the closet and then hung it on the closet door. After everything seemed nice and organized, I opened up my two suitcases and pulled my pillow out and put in on the bed and walked back over to my suitcases and leaned over them. As I was pillaging through them, looking for pajamas, Kayde opened the door and walked in before I could cover myself up.

“Oh, I’m sorry babe; I didn’t know you weren’t ready yet.” He said, sounding shy.

I can’t believe we’ve had sex twice and he’s still shy about seeing me naked. I thought to myself. “Its ok babe, I mean, it’s nothing you haven’t seen before.” I assured him, somewhat turned on by the way he was looking at me.

“Yea, but it’s different when I walk in on you facing away from me and bent over like that.” He answered.

I chuckled to myself softly as I realized that Kayde was slowly growing a bulge behind the thin pants he had on. I smiled at him and walked towards him slowly.

“I don’t think you’re quite as embarrassed as you would like for me to believe.” I told him, standing in front of him.

“What do you mean?” He asked.

For an answer, I reached down in front of him and slid my hand into his pants, lightly rubbing my finger tips along his quickly growing cock.

Kayde smiled at me and laughed softly. “I guess you’ve figured me out, haven’t you? It’s true; I was incredibly turned on by the sight of you bent over bearing all like that.” Kayde said to me as he slid one hand around my waist and pulled me closer to him.

I turned us so that he was between me and the bed and began walking towards the bed pressing against him. When we got to the bed I push him down on to it so that he was sitting on the edge and kneeled down in front of him. I had wanted him in my mouth for quite awhile, but until now, it had not happened, and I planned to change that.

I pulled his cock out from under the pants and pulled them down slightly, allowing his cock to move more freely. I had seen his dick before, obviously, but not from this angle. I leaned forward and pressed my lips against the head of his cock, allowing them to part slightly. I flicked the tip of my tongue against the small bit of flesh between my lips and heard a tiny gasp escape his lips.

I opened my mouth a bit more and took the entire head of his cock into my mouth and sucked on it lightly as I swirled my tongue around it. Kayde began to moan softly and ran his fingers through my hair. He grabbed the back of my head and pushed himself in my mouth almost making me choke. I pulled away fro a minute to take a breath and then tried again to take his whole cock in my mouth. I felt him pressing against the back of my throat and gagged a bit. I adjusted my position quickly and began bobbing my head back and forth taking in the whole length of his cock. Kayde’s hips rocked back and forth as I devoured his cock. He watched me through half closed eyes and lightly thrusts in and out of my mouth as he was moaning softly. 

Suddenly I began to feel hints of him throbbing in my mouth against my tongue. I grabbed his hips with my hands and pulled him to me as the head of his cock began to swell lightly, pulsing against the back of my throat. I began trying to swallow, massaging him with my throat and tongue. After just a few seconds, Kayde grabbed the back of my head and pulled my face against him, burying his entire cock in my mouth as he began squirting cum down my throat. I swallowed as much as I could but still a bit leaked out of my mouth onto my chin and corner of my mouth.

After Kayde had cum, he pulled my head away from him and lifted me up. “It’s your turn now beautiful.” He said to me as he pulled me into his lap. Kayde slid me down his still hard cock and started fucking himself into me. I was so horny from sucking him off that I started moaning immediately. Each time Kayde’s cock slid up into me, I felt him throb. Kayde lay back onto the bed and pulled me forward with him so that I was lying on top of him while he fucked me. He fucked me soft and slowly, hitting my g-spot perfectly each time he pushed in or pulled out of me. It wasn’t long that I began rocking myself back onto his cock more vigorously, wanting him to pound me until I came.

Kayde lifted his head and began sucking on my nipple as he slid one hand down my back and slipped a finger into my ass. He fucked me faster as he fingered my ass and sucked my nipple making me moan loudly. I felt my body tense up and moaned loudly. My eyes began to well up with tears, not out of any negative emotion, just from an over abundance of pleasure.

“Oh Kayde, I can’t take it. Give me a sec.” I pleaded with him trying to get him to slow down or give me a small break.

Instead of slowing down, or stopping, Kayde began fucking me harder and slipped a second finger into my ass and began pounding me.

“Cum for me baby girl. Squeeze my fat cock baby.” Kayde gasped as he slammed his cock up into me.

I began moaning loudly as the tears flowed down my cheeks. My hands found their way to Kayde’s head and I grasped handfuls of his hair as my pussy began to tighten.

“That’s right baby, give it to me. I want you to cum all over that hard dick.” Kayde said before he moved his mouth back to my nipple and nibbled on it slightly.

I felt my clit and pussy began to throb and plastered my mouth to his in an attempt to keep my self from screaming. I felt my pussy juice gushing from me as Kayde began filling me with his cum. My whole body throbbed with pleasure as I floated through the best orgasm I had ever experienced.

I’m not sure how long I lay on the bed next to him, but it was long enough to make me doze off. Kayde lifted me up and covered me with the sheet, soft white fleece blanket and comforter and then lay next to me. His chest was pressed up against my back and he wrapped an arm around my waist and we both drifted off to sleep.

When I woke up, we were parked in a parking garage and Kayde was saying my name softly. Everything was dark and I was incredibly tired, annoyed, and just plain grumpy.

“Where are we?” I asked, although, hissed might be a more appropriate word.

“We’re just parking here, there’s a direct link, so to speak, to their house” Said Kayde. “Don’t worry, you’re just grumpy because you’re tired.”

I glared up at Kayde as we got out of the car.

“Ooh, you’re cute when you’re grumpy.” He said laughing.

We walked around to the back of the car and Kayde opened it up. Kayde pulled out his suitcase and laughed.

“Yep, you’re definitely a girl…” He said quietly as I began pulling my back pack out of the trunk.

Kayde leaned forward and pulled out my two suitcases for me. He handed the smaller of the two to me and carried his and my larger one. We followed Flora and Syle to an elevator and waited for it to arrive. Either the elevator took about 10 minutes to show up, or I was so immensely tired that it felt like it had taken 10 minutes to show up, because by the time it got to us, I was leaning against Kayde and close to falling asleep. I stood up, slightly embarrassed at my inability to make it more than a few minutes without passing out.

Kayde handed me my things and the four of us loaded into the elevator car. When I got inside, I was shocked at the buttons, which instead of numbers, for levels, they had words. For a moment, it didn’t connect with me, until I realized that the button my grandfather had pressed was Rose. So it wasn’t words on the buttons, it was names.

I wonder why they’ve got names instead of numbers or words, or fruits, like at the mall or something. I wondered to myself. My question was answered when the doors opened around a minute or two and we were right at my grandparent’s front door.

My grandfather opened the door and held it open for Kayde and I and then went into the kitchen.

Once my grandfather had left the room, my grandmother turned to us.

“This is a sensitive subject for Syle, since, even though you’re an adult and have come into your powers, he still sees you as his grandbaby.” She explained. “The two of you have two choices while you’re here and those choices are to either share Raven’s room, share the living room, or Kayde staying in the living room while Phee sleeps in Raven’s bedroom.

“Of course, I’m going to leave the decision up to the two of you, who am I to get involved in your sleeping arrangements?” My grandmother finished up and then walked into the kitchen with Syle.

Kayde and I walked over to the couch and sat down next to each other. For a few minutes, Kayde and I sat next to each other in silence. What will he think if I tell him he can stay in the room with me? I don’t want him to think I’m eager to move in with him or anything. I thought to myself. But what if I tell him I’d rather for him to sleep in the living room? Then he’ll think I don’t want him in the bedroom with me, and oh boy do I want him in that room with me.

At the same time, Kayde and I turned to each other.

“You can sleep in the room if you want to.” I said.

“I wouldn’t mind if you wanted me to sleep in the living room.” Kayde said to me at the exact same time.

“I just don’t want you to be uncomfortable.” He finished.

“I would just hate for you to feel uncomfortable though.” I told him.

We laughed together and Kayde wrapped an arm around me and looked at me. “I would love to stay in the bedroom with you, unless it would make you feel uncomfortable.” He said right before he kissed me.

“Yes, I want you in the bedroom with me.” I answered for him.

Kayde and I stood up to take our things in the bedroom just as Flora was coming out of the kitchen.

“Now that you two have things settled, why don’t you go ahead and take your things to the bedroom while I finish up this pot of tea?”

“Go ahead and rest, love” Said Kayde to me “I’ll take our things in the room.”

He took the suitcase and back pack from me and carried our things into the bedroom.

While I was waiting for him to come back, my grandmother and grandfather came in with a pot of tea and four tea cups and saucers on a tray.

“This is a special blend of herbs to help with restful sleep” Flora explained “It’s sweetened with Stevia leaves so that you don’t use sugar or honey, which contains natural sugars.”

Kayde walked back in the living room from putting our things in the bedroom. He sat down next to me and leaned forward to pour a cup of tea for himself and for me as well as he listened to my grandmother explain the tea a bit more.

“The reason I wanted to make this is because it helps the imbiber to sleep deeply, which will help keep you from having dreams that may cause your power to act up. It’s been drank in the Faery community for decades to help Fae who are just coming into their powers sleep well and not have to worry about power hiccups.”

Kayde and I lifted our glasses and each took a sip of the tea, which it seemed we both found delicious. The four of us sat around talking, or more accurately, Kayde and I sat on the couch listening to funny stories about Fae who thought they could handle not having to drink the tea when they were coming into their power.

My favorite was a story of Flora’s niece, my second cousin, Alva. She had a baby boy, named Caleb, who was born an animal Faery. Alva was worried about the impact of the tea on infant’s health, so she decided not to give him the tea. One night she woke up and heard Caleb crying. When she went into the nursery to check on him his bedroom had filled with animals that had crawled through the window.

After we had finished a second cup of tea, Kayde and I decided to head off to bed. I hugged my grandmother and grandfather and thanked them for their hospitality and Kayde and I walked toward the bedroom.