I walked right up to the entrance to the hiding spot, being inconspicuous so as not to draw attention but obvious enough to annoy Jenna.“Hey Jenna, ...hatya doin’?,” I said in the most annoying, obtuse tone of voice that I could muster.“Fuck off,” came an angry whisper from the bush. Yep, this is going to be fun.“Remember when we used to play in here, you know, in grade 6.”“Go away, they’ll see you,” she said in a more desperate voice. “Just go, please.”I dropped down to my knees and crawled into. It wasn’t until I looked out the window walking to her car that I knew I blew it. I sat there wishing of what could have been not knowing that this was just the beginning.The rest of the drive to the beach was a blur all I could think about was her. The soft sexy green eyes, her pouty pink lips and her body how she was shaped like an hour glass gave me a raging hard on and all I wanted to do was take out my cock and rub one out to her then and there. I decided for the safety of myself and the. After getting his private then commercial pilot's licenses, he flew in the winter for Ryan Air on their flights from Anchorage to the outlying villages of King Salmon, Bethel, and Unalakleet on the Bering Sea. In the warmer months Rudy had flown for one or the other of the many fishing lodges that dot remote Alaska. He flew a DeHavilland Beaver of World War Two vintage, a Cessna 185 on floats, and a Piper Super Cub for landing on the volcanic soil or on the tundra.Rudy had come to meet the Ryan. "I'm blabbering aren't I?" You are fascinating." Why?" Elaine was glad she could slip in a question and take the spotlight off herself."I think because you are bursting with potential." He sent a smile. "But like you said, you've constrained yourself. Are you afraid of being hurt?" Emotionally?" Yes."She took another deep breath. "I'm afraid of being rejected." You are beautiful, Elaine. Anyone who rejected you would have rocks in their head." It's only skin deep." I wasn't referring to your.