‘Some-sometimes…’ she said. ‘…when I’m layin’ in bed at night…it…I think about it.’ I reached across the table, took her hand, and...squeezed it. ‘We aren’t doing anything wrong,’ I said softly. ‘We love each other and what we’re doing is how we show that love.’ Mother looked at me and I watched a tear roll down her cheek. ‘But…but J.J., what we’re doin’ it really can’t be right. It’s…it’s against God’s law, ain’t it?’ ‘There are cultures in which parents are expected to initiate their children. ” Saturday turned out to be a beautiful late summer day. When Dena and Jim arrived, it was about 80 degrees and partly cloudy. The most pleasant surprise, however, wasn’t the weather. Dena, came wearing a very tight red tank top that left her midriff exposed. She was also wearing a short blue denim skirt that looked very flattering. Damn! She looked HOT! On top of that, I didn’t think she was wearing a bra; if she was, it was one of those thin sports-bras. I came to this. That was not really a challenge though, it was just to finish enough routine, boring, established courses and exams. I even didn't need to think about to choose these courses. That kind of to-do-list might be still good and useful, but it was very naïve.There is always many things you love to do and then you try your best to do it in your life; unfortunately, most of these things were not in your to-do list. You follows your heart, your feelings. For example, your first kiss with your lover,. I had found the ideal outfit while cruising along the Boardwalk shops; a satin-like tank top and matching running short set in a bright aquamarine color that made my sun-bronzed skin seem to glow. A skimpy white thong and some sandals and I was ready for the evening.As I walked into the air-conditioned nightclub, the pounding of the music was so profound that I could feel it in my bones. The chill in the air made my nipples standout and gave me goose pimples along my arms and legs. I needed to.