Donald knew he was in trouble.  He was having feelings for girl, who was promised to another.  He stared down at her sleeping face, and down across her bare shoulder.  She was so fragile looking that he wanted to protect her.  With a sigh, he simply lay back and allowed her to sleep on his chest.  The afternoon was cool and clear as she slept.  Donald struggled to stay awake, knowing her safety was in his care.<br/><br/>After a short time though, he could stay awake no longer stay awake.  He drifted off into a solid slumber.  Even in his sleep he curled an arm around the girl.  She walked through his dreams, but could never be his.