.. 'baby steps',...so that I wasn't over exposed. Michaels eyes went straight to my legs once again. I acted as if I didn't notice, and began instr...cting him on his messy room,... like a typical mother would. I could see him standing behind me, using the reflection in the window,... I was able to see him. He was scoping his mother out ! I did my best to remain rhythmic but my pace slowed as I digested his taboo admiration. My heart was thumpin',... and my hands were slightly trembling in. We hired a climbing rope and gear from the shop, and set off, wanting to climb the hill cross-country and do some rock-climbing along the way. The narrow path meant we had to walk in single file, he carried the rope across his shoulder and chest and most of the gear in his backpack while I brought up the rear with the lighter gear in my backpack along with a bottle of water and another of fresh fruit juice. We’d done this route before, and headed up to a spot where a large rock stuck out of. It rang and rang and rang again. Somehow I knew it was Saturday and bleary eyes read 6:43 AM on my bedside clock.Startled but still half asleep, I rolled out of bed, pulled on a robe and stumbled down the stairs.“Coming!” I shouted, trying to tie the cord and navigate the stairs without breaking my neck. I made it.“Where’s the fire?” I yelled as I yanked open the door with one hand while holding my robe in place with the other. It was Lucy, my best friend, my one true love, a hardcore lesbian,. He remembered the soft sweet flanks of the young lad and he wondered if he might have strayed from the path of decent behavior with the person that had rescued him from a cold and snowy grave in the wilderness.“Might I inquire your name, fair lady? I owe a debt of gratitude to your brother. May I assume it was you that occupied this bed last night instead of your handsome brother?”The beautiful Queen told him her name was Gretchen but did not reveal that she was the ruler of the land.“I am.