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it.”
    “Trust me,” I say, pausing to get a little
air. “If what I've heard is true, it will be.”
    “Well, if it doesn't take my breath away,
then you won't get a chance to take it away either.”
    The trail exits the forest, and then we are
on the side of the mountain. Surrounded by a grassy meadow and with
the world spread out before us, we just stop to drink in the view.
The sun is bright, the sky deep blue, and the clouds white, soft,
and seemingly just out of our grasp.
    “This is fantastic,” you say. “Can't we just
stop here?”
    “It's certainly beautiful, but we're not far
now.”
    “Are you sure?”
    I quickly glance down at my watch. “Well I'm
pretty sure there's more trail behind us than there is in front of
us.”
    “Maybe I just need to have the motivating
view for a bit.” You bow and swing your hands forward, “After
you.”
    When you look up at me, I raise an eyebrow,
and then walk past your outstretched arm. As I pass you, you swat
my ass playfully. Turning around with mock surprise on my face, I
clearly see that you are full of delight with yourself. I shake my
head and continue down the path.
    I’m trying to keep a steady pace but the view
of the world constantly pleads for me to shift my attention to it,
rather than the path. This makes me slower than my normal pace,
something that I’m sure you appreciate. As we round the side of the
mountain, we reach another patch of trees. Here the path becomes
steeper, and the switchbacks that were added don’t make it much
easier.
     
    About half way up, you tug on the strap
dangling from my backpack. I look at your flushed face, and
immediately realize we need a quick breather. Silently you pull out
your water bottle and flip up the bite valve. I watch as your lips
wrap around the plastic and you suck up the water. You lift your
eyes up, locking on to mine. You smile as your lips slip off the
tube with a sigh.
    As you twist around to reseat your water
bottle, I can’t help but admire you. The sheen of sweat that is
coating your skin makes you glow in the dappled sunlight, so that
you are looking remarkably sexy. The flush of blood makes your
cheeks redden, and this, coupled with your heaving chest, stirs a
deep longing within me.
    Taking a step forward, I am close enough to
your body to feel the heat radiating off of you. Unable to resist,
I watch a bead of perspiration running down your neck, and
carefully I wrap my lips around it. Sucking it into my mouth, the
salty taste explodes on my tongue, and you let out a soft moan. My
lips linger for a heartbeat longer before I take a step back.
    You turn around quickly, your chest heaving.
“Yummy, no?”
    I can barely manage to gulp out a response.
“Yes.”
    You tug on your shirt, exposing the top of
your sports bra for a moment. “Well, you’ll get a lot more than a
drop of sweat if the destination is as glorious as you promise.”
And with that you wink, lightly spank my ass, and shoo me up the
trail.
    We press ahead, and the trail finally begins
to level off. Our pace quickens as the strain on our muscles
slackens, and before we know it, we are rounding a bend in the
trail. In the distance we can hear the sounds of falling water, and
with renewed vigor we hurry down the last section of trail.
    Stepping out of the woods, we are witness to
a spectacular sight, and we have to stop in our tracks and take in
the view. The pictures have not done this place justice.
    There are three pools with small waterfalls
connecting each of them. The top pool is the smallest, with a
bubbling spring feeding it from deep within the mountain. The
middle pool is a little larger. The sides gradually slope into the
water for about two feet all around, before giving way to a pool
about five feet deep. Since the pool is shallow for so much of it,
and the stone so dark, this pool is warmed by the sun, and is
comfortable to swim in. The lower pool is down about four feet from
there, and very shallow, with a strong