The couple inside the big red Ozark Tent were struggling with their sleeping bags. "I told you we should put our heads at the top of the decline. If we don't we'll feel like our eyes are going to explode, and there isn't a way around the slope. Why can't you just put your head under the skylight thing or something?" Lisa asked perturbed with her husband's issues which always seemed to plague their vacations.

"I told you before Leese, claustrophobia isn't something you can just turn on and off. I have to have my head near the opening or I'll never sleep. I'll freak out in the middle of the night." Dan replied to her irritancies.

"Well, you put your head down there, then, I'm sleeping this way."

"I'm going to leave the zipper open too a little so I'll go get you an extra blanket from the car." Dan swished the right side of the tent flap open and let it slide back behind him as he headed toward their dark blue Odyssey.

Lisa punched her hips with her fists and tried really hard to keep her anger, but it wasn't going to happen. Dan did have a real condition and now he was trying to keep her warmer because of it. He never tried to push, he just dealt with his fear in the best way he could. Shaking her head with an amused smile playing about her chapped red lips, she began moving her sleeping bag so she could sleep facing her husband's sweet face.

"Hey! What have you been up to?" Dan questioned as the flap hissed again and he entered the tent.

"Aw, well, you know, I kinda like that ugly mug of yours." She answered her voice tinged with that sexy husky tone that told Dan everything he'd fantasized at the camp fire, while cuddling his wife as they gazed into the flames, would come true.

Dan reached for Lisa's hand and squeezed. "I hate you ya know. You are such a bitch."

"Scratch that. Your Bitch."

"Okay, MY Bitch." Dan whispered as he pulled her close and pressed his lips against wind blown blisters. "Ooo" he responded. "Are you okay?"

"Nice! Yeah, I have some chap stick but I thought I'd wait before I put any on." She said in that sultry, come-on-it's-time- voice.

"How very kind of you." Dan kissed her again gently, "But I don't want to hurt you and those look like they could split. Put on your chap stick and I'll get warmer." He smiled and began removing his clothing.

Within minutes Lisa had joined him inside the sleeping bags which had been zippered together so they could sleep next to each other.