Jessica and I laid in the bed of my Chevrolet truck holding hands. She was smiling and gave me glances in between looking at the sparkling sky. We cou...d hear the waves of the ocean beating down onto the shore in the distance.Jessica's smooth tanned legs jutted out from under her shorts and her bikini top hung loosely from her breasts. Nothing was showing, but gave a lot to the imagination. All the bikini top did was basically cover what little she had anyway. When she was on her back like was. .. an awkwardness. A problem that doesn’t have to be a problem, and I won’t let it be, but is still a little uncomfortable for me.One of the things Hugo does to keep in shape is run. And I mean he runs. I tried to go with him one day, I do some jogging of my own, but within only a few hundred yards I was so out of breath that I just collapsed and told him to keep going, that I’d walk back. Instead, almost without breaking stride, he bent down, picked me up effortlessly and kept going, still. As we watched TV (back when you had basic cable when it was first introduced) we were both getting a little bored, but neither of us wanted to go to bed just yet. At some point one of us, probably me, got up and closed both doors into the living room for some reason. I probably came out of my T-shirt at this point. I’d been having erections for quite some time, and as we raised cattle and hogs knew the basics of the birds and the bees, but had no idea what to do with this thing that kept. I had my eyes, real ones, not crystal ones, but sometimes I kept them closed, for a whole day, and I cheated only rarely. I did not shave my head, but for my sessions of staying still I hid my long dark-blonde not quite golden hair underneath a plain white scarf, and when the hair on my body began to grow, between my legs and underneath my arms, I regularly removed it, with the wax from molten candles. The most important thing to me, though, the essence of my being her, was to be absolutely.