The morning sun warms your face. You feel its warmth and light pry you gently from your foggy dreams. You open your eyes just enough to make out your surroundings-and not so much that you are blinded by the piercing light.

Your thin sheet is wrapped tightly around you. You can feel the soft fabric against your naked skin. One arm is angled across your chest and it takes you a moment to realize your other hand is between your legs. There's a warmth there that tells you it must have been a good dream.

Your eyes slowly adjust to the light. The sun is rising over the water in the distance and the translucent curtains draped in front of the bungalow opening do little to dampen its rays. As your eyes adjust, you make out the silhouette of a figure standing a few yards off, facing the water. His male outline is accentuated by his casual white shirt and crumpled linen pants. He's casually standing with his hands in his pocket, observing something in the distance. Then, with one smooth motion, he turned and began walking back towards the veiled room.

As he approached, you could barely make out his features in the shadow of the sunlight. Then, while stepping from the sand onto the wooden threshold, you recognized the smiling face of your favorite Canadian.

"Hi Darling, " Jake said as he moved past the draped fabric and into the room, "How did you sleep?"

"Mmmm, fantasticly," you replied as your thoughts drifted back to the fleshy images in your mind.

Jake approached the side of the bed and knelt beside you. You close your eyes again as he runs his hands through your explosive morning hair.

"That's great," he whispers, and you feel his lips make contact with yours. Flashes of last nights events swirl through your mind-maybe it wasn't a dream after all. All at once, you feel the fire ignite again between your legs. Like someone has fanned the smoldering coals of a beach bonfire that was raging only a few hours ago.

You reach up and run your fingers through Jake's hair-pulling him closer to you at the same time. It's only when you feel warmth on your chest that you realize the sheet has slipped down, and you are lying exposed. Jake moves his hands up and down over your chest, running his fingers up across your shoulders and then back down to your breasts.