The water sparkled as the sun reflected off the surface. Several people were fishing from shore. It was a beautiful little lake and I would have loved...to explore it. Unfortunately, we had to continue moving if we wanted get a few miles of hiking in before the sun began to set.The next object of interest we came to was a rushing creek. As we stood on the suspension bridge, looking over the creek, we were amazed by the power of the water. It crashed over the rocks and boulders as it made its way. The sensations short circuited what was left of his critical thinking andcaused a sharp, deep breath.The sweet smell was still all around the room and Nate was continuing tobreathe it deeply into his lungs. Time and place, ceased to matter forNate. His body might have been making the movements, but something elsewas in control as he pulled a bodysuit from the drawer, stepped into itand pulled it onto his torso.The bodysuit hugged his body in a tight, erotic embrace over his crotch,hips, chest. Thompson'shands and head emerge from the openings in the robe. There's somepolite applause for how he handled the robe. He bows slightly."Thank you but you ain't seen nothing yet."The robe reaches all the way to the ground, in fact a little longerthan that so the edge of the cloth drags behind him as he walks back tothe paper bag. He squats down, packing his other clothes in the nowempty bag, then taking the bag and the hammer and setting them in frontof me."What are you up to?" I. Most of the comments were complimentary, some had constructive criticism, and one told him not to give up his day job. After receiving these comments, Bret thought it was apparent that he didn't have any great writing talent but he would complete one story he was working on and then put an end to that endeavor.Bret was still dating both Sally and Kim and things were going fine in his lovemaking life. Sally was starting to make some remarks that seemed to infer she wanted a more permanent.