The air was indeed warming as the day lengthened to it's hottest point.  Little beads of perspiration gathered upon her smooth brow as she dove and rose with her golden ribbon of satin.  And just as the ribbons weaved, so did their beautiful laughter.  Chuckles of different volume and tone weaved their ways into the dancing ribbons and into Felix's ears.  There was no safer seeming place on this planet and so it was not surprising that he dozed on the dusty earth under the expansive arms of a rare oak in the pine forest.   The dance concluded a little while after his doze began and each participant bowed and smiled toward the other as one individual bound the threads at the base of the pole.  Lamadeleine was absolutely enchanted by the whole thing.  Of course, they'd done this in her village many times but it was never the same as dancing with these healthy, modern strangers.<br/><br/>She too wished to remove herself from the hot heat of the Texas sun and she was not alone.  That oak was a beacon for many of the maidens who had finished their dance.  And there was but one lone figure stretched beneath it.  The girls looked at one another and clasped hands as they moved with in a sinuous wave toward the unsuspecting Felix.  They tumbled to the soft earth about his dozing form and smiled.  Maddy was the first to suggest the famous lip prints as her long forefinger pointed to her painted tiers and she leaned over to place a chaste kiss on his previously painted lips.  They were now oddly red in the places from hers.  Each girl took her turn until his visage was replete with seven sets of lips upon it in varying hues of red, pink, and peach.<br/><br/>The ladies then lay around his form and under the great boughs of the shady tree as they all relaxed.  Then one by one each girl got up to leave, except for Lamadeleine.  She stayed until his breath began to change, telling of his nearly waking state.  She whispered into his ear something that she never thought he'd remember, then rose to leave as the sun began to set.<br/><br/>What Maddy did not know was that his Tricerahops addled brain hadn't allowed him to fully sleep and he was semi-conscious of the goings on in a dream-like state. He would have heard all that was going on if not actually experiencing it, and would awaken knowing the location of her portal, as well as the time if only he could remove himself from the brain fog of that most amazing adult beverage.<br/><br/>The night cooled the brutal day as the last of the park's festivities completed.  She could not help but watch from her perch atop a very tall pine as the fireworks began their powerful, yet silly peacock display of dominance over the black sky.  Her elbow crooked over her knee as she sat and watched the colorful display, a wayward squirrel moving to nest in the high boughs with her for the night.  The portal would open soon and she would have to return … but not before this last vestige of beauty presented itself.