They headed back to Kennan Cabins after sunset. As they got closer, he turned to her, obviously hesitantly. ‘Look, um, are you planning anything for...tomorrow? I know this is short notice, but I would like to spend more time with you. You mentioned that you are sharing a room with another woman. You could bring her, and her boyfriend, if that would make you more comfortable.’ Tina though of how to say that having them around would make her less comfortable, but decided not to. She wasn’t sure. She wore a tattered tee-shirt with the phrase “Isn’t It Ironic?” emblazoned in large, red letters. Surprisingly, her jeans and sneakers were in relatively good condition for she had finally relented and used what little money she had saved to purchase them at a thrift shop. Her hair, however, resembled a matted bird’s nest perched atop her head and she intermittently scratched at her scalp to ease the incessant itching. Her thin frame and diminutive stature nearly rendered her invisible—until. I was scared that I might be too inexperienced and embarrass both the stranger and myself. I was terrified of the damage sex with another man could do to our lives. More than anything I was horror-struck at the thought loosing Paul, loosing our marriage. No, this isn't right, I'm getting out of here.I was framing what to say, how to apologise and excuse myself when he stepped a little closer, reached and took hold of my other hand and looked deeply into my eyes, his face was so close to mine I. At times he had a strong urge to touch her, but with the presence of his mother nearby, he didn't dare take the chance.About a week after the fishing incident with Roland, he was pilling hay in the barn with Anna was sitting nearby on a stack of hay with her upper thighs as well as her panties exposed. As usual she was looking ahead staring nowhere in particular. With his mother in the house doing the housework he felt safer than usual.He went to sit next to her producing no reaction from Anna,.