Looking for the Russian Moon

Not many people remember the first words they said to the one they fell in love with, but I do. 'Eagle cleaners, we clean eagles,' I said answering the phone. 'What?' a girl said. I repeated 'Eagle cleaners, we clean eagles.' 'I have an Eagle' she replied. 'Bring it over lady, we'll clean it.' We were off. It was love at first sound. I was rooming with five guys in a house in Milwaukee. One was moving to South America. We had his bedroom open to rent and put an ad in the paper for a roommate. That's why Karen called. Well, she came over and my red and white hunting dog named Mac (because he loved hamburgers from the golden arches) and I answered the door. It was love at first sight. Mac was all over Karen. First of all, Mac loved women. I guess it was because Mac and I were so close it was a natural for him to like the opposite sex. The smell, the gentleness and the way he could get his way with females. Here he was up on the couch, head all over this Cinderella, getting all the attention. I made him get down and wait his turn. Cinderella was beautiful. I took all of her in. As I look back, I am positive Cinderella was excited and nervous to meet her eagle cleaner. There was bio-chenmical DNA-enegy in the air and two warm human beings were meeting. It was electrifying. When Cinderella walked into the kitchen, I just stared. She was tall with fine brown hair; the illusion of big breasts beneath her t-shirt; pretty green eyes; a long but good nose and a ton of femininity and charisma. She was about 10-15 pounds overweight which I thought she could lose jogging with me. Heck, Cinderella was sexy! Everything about her! Besides, she liked animals and Eagle-man. We were so off...... I remember our first date. I was standing outside my house in the dark and she was an hour late. I had been ahead of time, anxious. She was behind time for the same reason. I called and said: 'If you aren't coming, then forget it!' She apologized and said she would be there. We went to see Pintner's play, Birthday Party. Down the block from the play was an all-black bar where we had drinks and talked. We caught the last commuter train and rode the short distance to my house. We only had a couple of blocks to walk but there was a cloud burst. It couldn't have been more romantic. After a good night out, we were alone together, completely soaked. Cold, wet and looking into each other's eyes, we kissed and held on to each other's wet clothes passionately, knowing they had to come off for a variety of reasons. They came off quickly. The last piece of clothing plopped to the floor and made a puddle. We stood eye-to-eye with droplets of water all over our faces. In that one moment, all of my thoughts and dreams of a perfect union came together. We held each other and kissed for the second time. It was a long, open-mouthed, all-consuming kiss. Our bodies pressed firm in all the right places. I had put one hand on her butt and held it close and my other hand was pulling on the base of her back. Our tongues were hot, and our bodies were warming up. Kissing didn't last long as we were both naked and in want of more. In a split second, we went from standing next to my bed to sliding under the warm sheets and blankets, doing all the right things together lovers do. I was on top and Karen was counter-moving in perfect time. Our flesh, muscles, kissing - all were in sync. It's funny what a wonderful play, a few drinks and a rain shower can do to change your life. It's funny what one person can do to your entire universe. It's funny when love turns to sex and sex turns to love. All I knew was our hearts were beyond sex. Our lives had come together. The cork on our bottles had come off and the genie of love had come out..... We stuck our thumbs out to catch a ride to Indianapolis. Some date, huh!?! I felt great. Free. The wind was in my face with the window open on our first ride. Thoughts went out the window. Feelings of love and goodness beat in my body. The entire world was in the palm of my hand. I felt so good I told the driver we were married and then looked slowly over my shoulder at Karen. Checkmate. When we got to our destination, it was shortly before the sun would go down. Karen sent me to get scraps and wood for the fire. The wood was mostly damp so it took me a while to get back and when I did my mouth dropped. Here I was 28 years old and she was 23 years old and I thought I knew how to camp. But when I got back in 10-15 minutes Karen had already gotten a fire going, drinks made with the ice she had me get down the dirt road before the wood search, sleeping bags spread out perfectly and the sunset to look at over the small lake. I loved this outdoor woman.