And then, I had simply pointed toward the east, toward the distant mountain range, the very same range I had seen daily as a young child. Already, the...upper-left curvature of the sun had sneaked past the jagged outline of a distant mountain peak, and together, we watched in awe, inhaling the altitude-chilled mountain air, drinking in the rising amount of solar energy. I held her to me. I held her tightly, my chin resting atop her sun-colored strands. I could feel her discomfort, her. And there we go again with eitherjealousy or contempt. With straight women, I found too often theywanted to compete with me. I don't want to ever have to deal withthat." Straight guys do have the most problems, because not only what I'vementioned, they want to impress me, prove their manhood besides thejealousy. Far too many, maybe even all of them, it always seemed to beabout 'winning' even more than being competitive. And I certainly don'twant guys who would get confused about any. ’ Walking toward Bill and the open car door, she asked, ‘Where’d you get this?’ ‘I traded your truck for it. I didn’t think you’d mind. Obviously it wasn’t a fair trade. The dealer still owes me $200 bucks.’ ‘Yeah, right.’ ‘It’s a rental. I decided you need the tender loving ride of a Lincoln for a while.’ Her eyes glistened at him, as he closed the door and walked around to the driver’s side. Bill reached into the backseat. ‘I’ve brought a few things from home to make you more comfortable,’. .. I dunno... my life had changed so much since I got the device.In such a short amount of time. I was starting to wonder if it was allworth it. Like, I couldn't help but feel like maybe I just wantedeverything to go back to the way everything was.Great as the sex was, these thoughts sort of put a damper on things. Andlike I said, I'm not stupid. I knew something was wrong. Somethingwasn't what it should be. No one flips 180 on the matter of theirsexuality like that. Not without the device. I.