He was running across the paddock at the back of his parent's homestead. Poo, his pet kangaroo was hoping along beside him. He felt happy and alive, just as he'd been back when he was a kid. The sun on his back, his too-long hair ruffled by the wind. Happy. Then he'd seen her standing under a lone gum tree where sheep usually stood. Her copper coloured hair was blowing about her in the dry wind and she wore a flowing, white dress that was so transparent he could see every soft curve of her long, lean body. His cock came instantly to life as he ran towards her. When she noticed him, her face lit up with joy. Holding out her arms to him, she beckoned him on. Finally, he reached her and kissed and hugged her until they were both breathless. Everything about her felt real. More than real. Her skin was warm and soft and tinged pink by the burning sun overhead. She smelled of roses and what made her uniquely Amy. He could hear her panting breaths and fast-beating heart as her excitement mounted.
