Encounter in the Woods

This is a stream of consciousness story. I didn't have anything planned when I started talking, but as I spoke, a story began forming in my head. It was so real in my mind as I let my thoughts wander down whatever road they chose that I could see the woman in the water. I could smell the fresh damp sent of soil and leaves crushed under a leather boot. I could feel the water on my own nipples as if I was there, bathing just as she. Yes, there are large gaps where the language portion of my brain catches up with the visual portion, but hopefully they can be overlooked in the broader scale of the whole venture.

Thank you so much if you take the time to listen, and if I succeed in sweeping you along the path with me, do know that I appreciate the company. ;)