We have two grown sons, the twins Roger and Jensen Simon. Though born only five minutes apart on the same day, they couldn’t be more different. Phys...ically and mentally, they were nothing alike. Roger was born first, and he really looks like me. He’s well over six feet tall and very lean, with dark brown skin, ruggedly handsome features and wavy Black hair. He’s warm and friendly, easygoing and seems like the most open person in the world. He attends the University of California at Los Angeles. “I love you, Liam.”I’d never said that to him while he was awake.He’d told me he loved me, told me a few times coz he did love me…as a friend. But I couldn’t bring myself to tell him that I loved him. I loved him more than a friend and I couldn’t say it to him. But I was saying it now, now that he was asleep. I said again and again.“I love you. I love you. I love you, Liam.”Before he came into my life I didn’t have feelings like this. I used to laugh at the idea of unrequited love. That was. ”“Even women?”“Uh huh.”“So you're turned on right now?”“I have been all day but I promise to keep my hands to myself.”We both laughed and Cathy blushed again. She paused for a bit, as though she was building the courage to say something.“For what it's worth, I have been too.”A knowing look passed between us both and we sat there in silence for a minute as we both seemed to consider the possibilities. I was the one to break the silence.“So what do you think about modeling for me? Would you be. “We need to locate a place to set up our base camp. Someplace near Canyon Spring on the Lone Valley side of the mountain would be a good place. That way, no one in the Baldwin Lake area would see our campfire or tent,” I suggested.“That sounds reasonable,” she agreed before we retraced our way here using part of the Pacific Crest National Scenic Trail in this area. We eventually found a fairly level spot a bit above Canyon Spring, which was still producing some water, to set up our camp site..