From: jlane@Ingres.COM (Judi Lane)
Newsgroups: alt.romance.chat
Subject: RFA application for your consideration...
Date: 21 Aug 92 15:03:08 GMT
Reply-To: jlane@Ingres.COM (Judi Lane)
Organization: Ask Computer Systems Inc., Ingres Division, Alameda CA 94501



		"And just what do you think you're doing?" came the 
	high-pitched voice, seemingly from above the lush dense canopy 
	of the old-growth redwoods.  
		Perhaps it was just the wind rushing through the treetops.  
	Or maybe he hiked too many miles that day?  Of course!  He hadn't 
	eaten since his noon lunch.  Now it was nearly dusk.  A drop in 
	blood sugar... that would explain it.  So he started unpacking his 
	dinner fixin's with quick determination.
		"Put out that fire!  Right now!!"  The voice became quite
	formidable... at least for a hamster.  An airy light soprano pushed
	through the windpipes of George Patton.  And from _above_ him?  With
	no one in sight?  In all his years of questioning the existence of a 
	"higher power," he never once imagined the Creator of the Universe 
	as Minnie Mouse.
		"What's happening here?  Who are you?" he shouted up to
	the canopy, feeling somewhat foolish and at the same time doubtful 
	about those wild mushrooms he discovered under a tan oak tree.
		"I'm the Keeper of this forest.  And I would immediately
	extinguish that blaze if I were you!!"
		Great.  Just what he needed.  SpiderMan hiding out as a 
	forest ranger after an obviously successful sex-change operation.
	How can this be?  Maybe those weren't chanterelles afterall.
		"I will not put out my fire.  I'm tired.  I'm hungry.
	And I want to eat a hot meal before my knees give out from under
	me!  So... whoever you are, _if_ you should even exist, just go 
	away and leave me alone!"  		
		Moments after stomping around his campfire, waving his arms
	and shouting to the redwoods surrounding him, Kevin heard a
	rustling from up above.  Then suddenly, out of nowhere, a petite
	young woman fell out of the sky, landing perfectly upright in
	front of him, on the other side of the fire.  She couldn't have
	been more than five feet tall, if that.  She was slender and
	delicate-looking, as if she would break like fine porcelain, but 
	carried an aura of strength, both physical and spiritual, as a 
	ballerina who lives for the dance.  Her head was adorned by deep
	auburn braids, which glistened in the soft orange glow of the fire.
	And beneath soft shiny red tendrils framing her face were the
	brightest turquoise eyes Kevin ever gazed into.  Eyes which must
	have seen ten million brilliant sunrises and intimately known each
	one, but also eyes that have gazed innocently on their first sunset 
	and wondered why the orb disappeared.  He scarcely even noticed the
	short green tunic, which gently clung to her small firm breasts 
	while seeming to hover over her smooth ivory legs.  Nor did he notice 
	his bootlaces singeing as he proceeded to walk dazedly toward her 
	through the campfire.
		"Why do they always do this!"  Without hesitation the young
	woman closed her eyes, held her arms outward with hands reaching
	for the sky, drew an ocean of air into her lungs and blew out the
	campfire!  Kevin, oblivious to the smoldering wood under his feet,
	continued to walk toward his "rescuer," thoroughly entranced.
		"You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen!"
		"And you are a jerk."
		"Why, thank you.  I have always felt that my... uh, what
	did you say?"  Kevin's vacuous smile started to droop, along with
	his anticipatory spirit.
		"I said you're a jerk."  Ferndance, the Dryad who lived in
	these woods, with hands on hips and tapping foot, proceeded to
	lecture Kevin about the dangers of fires on the forest floor.
	"Do you have any idea how careless your actions were?  The wind
	could have caught a cinder, carrying it into the canopy, and 
	setting this entire forest aflame!"  She sauntered over to face
	Kevin, and proceeded to compare him to non-human entities.  "How
	can a two-legged such as yourself be so stupid!  Even a banana 
	slug has more brainpower than you do!!  You are not welcomed here.
	Your fire is not welcomed here.  You could have destroyed... 
	my home."  Ferndance, gesturing to the plants and redwoods around 
	her, turned to face Kevin while tears gently washed her cheeks.
		Kevin, now standing next to Ferndance, lightly brushed
	a tear with his finger.  "I had no idea.  I didn't mean to
	cause any harm."  He put his hands on her shoulders and gazed
	intently into her turquoise eyes.  "I'm sorry."  Kevin, with tears
	in the corners of his own eyes, leaned over slightly, and kissed
	Ferndance on a moistened cheek.  
		She looked up into his eyes for what seemed an eternity. 
	"You really _do_ care, don't you?"  Without moving her gaze, she
	grabbed hold of Kevin's hands and gently squeezed them.
		"Yes, I do.  I wasn't thinking with the fire, and I
	deeply apologize."  Kevin pulled her hands up to his lips, and
	began to kiss and caress them with his bearded cheeks.  The
	softness of her palms felt good against his mouth, and he
	started to imagine how the skin beneath her tunic would feel
	against his mouth as well.  Ferndance, being a Dryad, sensed the 
	heightened sexual feelings of Kevin rising within him.  She
	lifted her hands to his soft brown hair, running her fingers
	through his fine locks, smiling that type of smile that made
	men's teeth ache.  Kevin moved his hands up and down the curve 
	of her spine, only stopping to explore the firm features on the 
	backside of her tunic below her belt.  Ferndance then held his
	face and began passionately kissing him, while he continued
	his exploration up underneath the tunic.  Ferndance, pressing her
	mouth firmly against his, began her own internal exploration with
	her tongue, while pulling Kevin down onto the moist spongy carpet
	of moss beneath their feet.  They started hurriedly pulling off 
	each other's clothing, panting and kissing in wet anticipation of
	the physical fusion they desperatedly desired, while a pair of 
	spotted owls observed their sexual frenzy with confused curiosity.
	And on the branch up above the owls, another curious observer
	watched the naked couple's rhythmic motions of passion and sweat,
	wondering how long she should let the two continue before jumping
	down and cutting in on them to do a lovedance with Kevin herself.


		(to be continued...)