I slid over onto the other pillow and layed down next to me, propping himself up on one elbow to face me. "What happened today," he started, "wasn't t...hat big of a deal, D. We can just forget it ever happened if you want."This threw me. I was waiting for the "was a one time thing" or "should have never happened in the first place". He was so amazing. I said, "We could forget it if I want." Yes, sir." he said, looking into my eyes."What if I don't wanna forget?" I said, looking back into. At one point, they retreated into the shade fully to cool down and have some food. All this time both had been watching the other people in various states of dress come and go.Jane thought it was great how everyone they had seen was so comfortable in their own skin and she had not seen one judgemental look. She had been worried that people might look down on her because she was not topless but had noticed people interacting with ease as if clothing was nothing more than makeup.John was amazed. I had just crossed over the South Wayne Street bridge on Peru’s east side to the south bank of the Wabash River, which my house faced on East Riverside Drive. I was riding in my big, black 1948 Buick Roadster, an appropriate vehicle for my position as a bank manager, not a bad rise for a man barely forty, when I saw him.He was just a boy, maybe fourteen—my mind registered the hope he was fourteen. He looked Italian or Spanish and he was a beautiful boy as far as I could see. He was water. .. with each other, doing things to each other. All of which seemed so ... loving. I removed my pajamas and began rubbing myself. My feelings for Rebecca became stronger. I imagined doing those things with her, I came so hard, and I thought for sure someone would hear me. I have kept the magazine hid, all this time.”“Jill, have you ever told Rebecca how you feel?”Jill grabbed his arm and looked at him. “No dad, I just couldn’t. I felt she would never forgive me and I would lose my very best.