Cynthia introduced me to her husband, Marc. He was about 5'9" and of medium build. He immediately struck me as a very relaxed, friendly guy. Their hou...e was great: four bedrooms and three baths, a big living room with a fireplace, a nice deck, and a hot tub. But what was most impressive was their location right on a lake. They had a small dock and canoe. Their neighbors were at least 200 feet from them on both sides. The lake itself was smallish, but not crowded. There was no public access to. ..and to my best friend in the whole world, and I began to feelvery ashamed of myself. This was something I'd have to make right, formyself and for everyone else concerned. I also made a solemn vow thatmorning. Whatever happened from this point on, I'd make it work. I'ddeal with all this weird shit and I'd find a way out of this damnedsuit. I owed it to my friends, my family, and to myself.Now I won't bore you with all the details of the shopping trip thatMom, Dad and I went on that morning.. Once again the winding path crosses the stream. It is now a bubblingtorrent of water. A rope bridge allows you to carefully cross over thetumbling water. Steady yourself by holding onto the ropes.Follow the trail downward, remembering to relax your body and releaseany thoughts getting in the way of your adventure. The path is smoothand wide. It is still descending, deeper, deeper, deeper into thevalley.The path is hard packed gravel now. Rock walls appear on either side.Expert stonemasons. Knock on the door.It's him.My boyfriend doesn't budge but I accept the offer to smoke a blunt at his place. My boyfriend smokes, but he refused. His loss. Finally, my chance. We sit, we smoke, we laugh, and I run back to my apartment to grab some more bud. Boyfriend hasn't moved.Perfect.I head back over but was sure to leave my bra behind. I'm sure my see-thru top wasn't distracting at all lol. He rolls up again, we smoke and somewhere in the mix, he takes his shirt off and said to make myself.