textfiles/drugs/ALT.DRUGS/visuals-and-love

My mouth went dry, I started yawning, I sat back and tried to relax, but I
found myself trapped in a strange place where the music was flowing
through my body. Big multi-colored beams of energy were coursing through
me in perfect rhythm. Somebody, somewhere, was crying and I felt the
depths of hell sucking me down, down, down. The walls melted and were
replaced with a giant grotesque face that looked very familiar, but I
couldn't recognize who it was. I stumbled outside just in time to see a
bird fly by with about a thousand identical birds following right behind
one after the other. A friend, who was just as stoned as I, but could hold
his mud better, took me down to a dock, and along with a couple of the
local ladies we went for a boat ride out on the lake. We slowly motored along
slowly as the stars danced in perfect little individual patters. I put my
hand in the water but it came out dry, and as I laughed with the wonder of
it all, my lady friend stripped me naked and rubbed me all over with a
soft animal fur. I had never in my life felt anything as sensual and sex
with the beautiful, willing stranger seemed natural and appropriate, but I
just couldn't do it. All of a sudden everything turned very funny and for
hours we laughed and joked and actually became very good friends. Our
friends in the front of the boat were not having the problems that we were
experiencing, and the noises of animal lust that floated back to us only
provoked more laughter. It was an excellent night, we watched the sun rise
over the mountains and then climbed into bed and held each other so close
it felt like we were one person. We made love when we woke-up, and
sometime in the late afternoon we decided we were in love.  

Well, there it is, my first trip. I hope your experience was as interesting 
and fun. Do you have the nerve to tell me about your first time? 

L.C. 

-- rec.drugs.psychedelic