She wanted to ignore it, but something made her place her hand in his. The feeling of his warm fingers closing around her hand, made her heart trip, ...ust a bit. She tried to ignore the feelings that seemed to be growing between them, but found she couldn't do that. He didn't let go of her hand, but entwined his fingers through hers, and they walked like that to the viewing platform. They enjoyed the scenery, and had a cup of coffee at the small coffee shop. The sun was warm, you could. I stayed still barely daring to breath as I drank in the beauty of the boy not wanting him to hear me and move away. I refrained from touching myself knowing my staying powers were no match for him or Jess come to that.After some minutes he moved away and I breathed deeply closing my eyes retaining the vision. Thinking I really really hope this is not all a dream as I drifted off for a seniors nap.A gentle knock on the inter connecting door brought me from my slumbers and I looked at the clock. Of course I kissed her back. If it wasn’t for the nice man with a loud horn, I never would have known the light had turned green.“Wow,” I said trying to remember which peddle was for gas and which was for brakes.“Mmmmhmmm,” Donna said, resting her hand on my leg.“Um, so Christy knows?” I asked realizing we had an audience in the backseat.“Yeah. Have you ever noticed your sister talks in her sleep?” Christy said leaning forward. “It was very informative.”“And you are okay with this?” I said. Do youhave any more?" He turned beat red, and looked down, before looking backat the screen, enraptured.You literally could have knocked me over with a feather from my surpriseand shock. Here I was picturing the implosion of my life by farm folkmisadventure, when the guy I would have figured was the poster child forthe definitive guide to straight people is sitting at my computercasually asking me to broaden his porn viewing habits with Transpornography. I glanced at the file, and noticed that.