The bike ride had been more show for the spectators. Performance art. The beach was for us. Us? Yes I was a nudist. I'd known it the second I'd steppe... outside the day before. Mom wasn't ready to concede the same thing out loud but we both knew she was too. And as we spent that first day together on the beach she couldn't hide it.She strode proudly down the beach as I led her, almost prancing as she brazenly displayed herself to the watching crowd.I'd fucked my mother the night before!. "Can't you see Alex is struggling?"She put her arm around me and kissed the side of my neck. I smelledher cologne, felt the silky touch of her golden hair."Tell me everything, it doesn't matter, I'll always love you."I felt the bulwarks that I had built around my identity shudder, andthen collapse under the weight of the truth. I focused my eyes on atiny crack in the wall. I wanted to crawl into that crack anddisappear."OK, this is hard, and I am frightened. But I'm even more scared. Then he slipped the car into gear and pulled away from the lights of the motel."If Madame will follow me?" Osman said when the taxi was gone. He led Penny with a flashlight along the pathway winding among the isolated cabins until they reached the most remote one of all. The light had been left on inside by the taxi driver and Osman held the door while she walked in and looked around.Penny was still a little dazed from her sudden decision to leave Robert and from the dangerous trip up the. “Because I make no assumptions about anything.”“Can I tell you something weird?” Leah asked.“Sure.”“The fact that you aren’t trying makes me want to even more!”I chuckled, “My secret is out!”“It’s on purpose?”“Yes, but not to to make you feel that way; rather, it’s because of what I said before about developing intimacy. Sex is part of intimacy, but it’s ultimately a small part. What we’re doing now is the truly important part. That’s another lesson - don’t confuse sex with intimacy. It’s part.