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Driving into the woods, heading for Crystal Lake. Amy and I are chattering away about the fun in the AChat Bar & Grill, and the performance of the band. “We made our escape, Sweets.” I say to her. Once we reach the lake, I'll get things ready for the Ceremony.”
She smiles that smile at me, and at that moment, the sounds of Alabama comes softly through the radio. “Feels So Right” is the song, and I turn the volume up. We both go silent, listening to the lyrics, and the soft flow of the melody.
Feels So Right – Alabama
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=E8oOayXVXBgApproaching the lake now, the moon is beginning to break the horizon. “Oh Sweets!! Check it out! It's going to be a full moon tonight.” The moon is magnified by the atmosphere, and looks so big and close that a person feels they could just reach out and touch it.
I drive the truck around the little bend near the lake, pulling into our camp site. “The dwarfs have been busy.” I say as we both spot the cabin that is rising from the ground. “Amazing things can happen in this wonderful land of AChat. Sprinkle in some AChat magic, and there's no telling what can be accomplished.”
“It looks like the Snowy Cabin from the rooms.” Amy states, excitedly clapping her hands.
“With a few modifications.” I say. “Dormers up top so we can actually use that second floor. They also put in a small kitchenette and a bathroom. We can use it tonight Love, after we join our spirits with the Blanket and Fire Ceremony.”
“Mmmm.” Amy says softly, “I'd like that.”
We park the truck and get out of the cab. Amy goes off to the tent to get ready for the ceremony, while I get the fire ring ready. Taking all the wood from the back of the truck, I stack them in the center of the ring. “Gonna be a good sized fire.” I think.
Next I pile a couple of small stacks, and using the moon rising in the east, I orientate the two small stacks of wood so one is at the north end of the ring and the other at the south end.
I go to the truck and get the blankets from the front seat. Two blue ones and a larger white one. I carefully fold the white one and take that down by the fire ring, placing it on one of the aluminum chairs, and setting that on the east side of the fire ring. Feeling that all things are set, I head for the cabin, stopping by the tent to toss in a blue blanket.
“Here you go, Sweets. Your blanket to wrap around you.” I say to Amy. “You can wear shoes if you want, but I'm not going to.”
“Neither am I.” I hear Amy say from the tent.
When I get to the cabin, I see that AChat magic has placed a magic sofa in the cabin. There's still a lot to be done, but the place is livable. I wash up then I undress completely, wrap the blanket around me and go to the canopy and pick up the box of matches. Then I go to the fire ring and light the two small fires and place a pushing stick near each one.
“All set?” Amy asks, coming up behind me, her blanket wrapped tightly around her.
“Yes Love. All set.” I answer. “Using a mixture of what I believe to be Hopi and Cheyenne traditions, we're going to ask the Great Spirit of AChat to bless our spousing. You are to stand at the south end of the fire ring, while I stand at the north end.”
We take our places. Amy flashes me by opening her blanket, revealing that she is indeed naked underneath it. A small chuckle escapes her as my eyes take in her form. Returning the favor, I flash her in a similar fashion, our eyes lock across the fire ring, and for a moment I'm lost in her gaze.
“Okie dokes.” Amy says. “Now what?”
Snapping back to the ceremony, I tell her that according to Cheyenne lore the two little fires symbolize us. Each seperate and alone. Each by itself. Each small. “Using the sticks, we are to push the two small fires to the center of the ring. If the two fires ignite the larger stack of wood, that means that the Great Spirit of AChat has approved our spousing, and the single, larger fire will then represent us. Together as one.”
“Let’s push them.” Amy says, and pushes her fire to the center. I do the same and the wood catches, flames leap up from the stack and a warm, crackling fire begins to consume the wood.
We look up and smile at each other. “From this moment Love we are joined as Spouses. The Great Spirit of AChat is approving, and now, according to Hopi custom, we must meet on the east side of the fire, next to the chair that holds the white blanket.”
Giggling, Amy flashes me one more time, doing a little curtsy while holding her blanket wide open.
We meet on the east side, the fire is burning brightly, with a few pops and crackles from the wood. “Now for the union of our spirits.” I say to her. “The blue blankets symbolize our past lives in which we are cloaked. We are to take the blue blankets and drop them into the fire.” I remove my blanket, and Amy does the same.
We hold the blankets over the fire, allowing some of the material to land in the fire. Flames catch the fabric and the blankets begin to burn, then we drop them in.
“Now Sweets.” I say. “We are to stand here… both of us naked… until the blue blankets are completely consumed by the fire. That represents our past, being removed from our future. We don't wish to shut the door on our past, but from here we move forward as one.” My hand sneaks over and cups a cheek of Amy's tush and I give a little squeeze.
Then I glide my hand up her back to her shoulder and pull her into me. We turn our bodies towards each other all the while still watching the blankets burn. I feel her arms go up my back as we embrace and her body feels wonderful pressed against mine. We face each other, our eyes meet and I say. “Once the two blankets are completely burned, which they almost are, we are to wrap the white blanket around both of us.”
“That represents our bonding in spirit.” I continue. “Our future is unblemished… a white canvas upon which we can paint any picture we choose to.” We return our gazes to the fire. Both blankets are gone.
I take up the white blanket and wrap it around us, while Amy's arms are around me. We each grab a piece of it to keep it in place. Her lips press against mine as we get lost in a deep, lingering kiss.
Breaking the kiss, Amy asks. “Know what I think we should do?”
Not waiting for an answer she continues. “I think we should make love on this blanket. Right here…” She starts to pull me down until we are both kneeling. “… right now.”
We kiss again, and roll to our sides while letting go of the blanket. We are now on top of it. We giggle into another kiss. Then I roll us so Amy is on her back… I'm stretched out between her legs, holding myself up at arm’s length over her. I slowly sink down… pressing my body on hers… our lips meet again… I get to my elbows. Our kiss is hungry… passionate… and I get lost in it.
