The full moon lights her sneaking way, naked beneath her robe. She creeps along the creek edge, while the bullfrogs serenade for lovers.

"Jinnie?"

"I'm here," she whispers from under the bridge.

Their lovemaking is fierce, hunger fired, till they lay panting, holding each others body tight.

"Want you with me so, beside me, always!"

"Know can't never be. Somebody sees me just touch you, whippin'. Lovin' you this way? Worse. Send you away, too, touched in the head. Praise our Maker we have our time."

"Then I'll be with you in darkness and curse the light of day forever."