The water was surprisingly warm and inviting and he couldn’t help but relax hearing the loons making their song and the crickets singing. He was lost in his mind for an hour before something odd happened. The sounds all stopped. He heard a splash and looked in that direction to see ripples slowly move across the water. It had calmed down from the earlier storm, and the ripples made there way over to him unchallenged. The water was dark and he thought he felt something brush against his leg. Another splash. He turned again. Then from the island that was connected to the main land bye a sand bar he saw her, the girl from his dreams. Smiling and seeming to float across the water she came nearer. He felt something rub against his cock. He came back to his senses and swam for shore. He felt a need to run and yet not run like in his dream a game that had to be played to the full. He grabbed his gear and stood there practically nude with a rifle in his hand and night vision goggles on. He looked out to the water and the sandbar and no one was there. He ran back up to the cabin and locked the door. Soft Laughter and moaning followed his ears up and through the door. He was getting drowsy. And so he slept once more and passed off the events as nothing more then his imagination.

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