On arriving at the lakeshore. Elaine finally spoke. “P, there’s something I have to tell you,” she said. I had a feeling where this might be going. Having recently taken a job in the city, she was probably thinking about the distance between us and how much we’d get to see each other. How she’d struggle to be alone for a week or two at a time. Had she quit her job? Or was she going to ask me to pack my things and move the...

It was nearly thirty minutes now, not a word had been spoken. As I drove, I could see Elaine was biting her bottom lip. She wanted to talk, but couldn’t. This was ominous, I thought. I knew she wasn’t herself when she had arrived two hours earlier. I had called her on her way to my place. “I’m so horny… I really don't want you wearing panties when you get here”. When I opened the door, there wasn’t even a hello. I grabbed...