[Pedro the Fisherman]

That night underneath the incredible milky way we had our first deep and exploratory kisses, sometimes so long it was difficult to be the first one to stop. I ventured my hand up her back underneath her tshirt, there was no bra and no resistance from J. A little later, I slid by hand down into the back of her cut off denim shorts, I felt the elastic of her panties with my fingertips and dived underneath to finally touch that lovely small bottom I'd been looking at for days.

This was the first time in two years I'd touched a woman and this way, twenty years since I'd experienced the excitement of exploring a new person's body. J's hand was starting to explore, although not quite as adventurously. I moved positioning to allow my hand in her shorts to reach further down..."no further down, not tonight anyway" she whispered in a very kind way. My hand retreated instantly to the outside of her shorts. " I so want to do this, but I keep getting this voice reminding me of the pain of my break up...can you possibly wait, I really don't want to hurt you". "I'll wait as long as it takes and longer, the worlds not as big as it used to be" I replied. She then said " that's part of the problem, my last relationship was 100 miles away from my home and it broke down, partly over the distance. You live in another country so I must never fall in love with you". I smiled, " let's make sure we keep it friends...but very close friends' "I'll drink to that" said J.

She moved to reach the wine and as she did so, she brushed against the bulge in my shorts " oh wow, was that little me that caused that? I'm so, so sorry. Can I do anything?" I so nearly said "yes please" when I remembered my manners and said " I'll wait, I'm sure it will go down eventually" With that, she reached over and placed in over the bulging area of my shorts. "I'll deal with you properly tomorrow night, you naughty thing" she whispered.

So, it was now spoken out aloud, she and I would be together for our last night, enough time to enjoy each others bodies, but too short to have anything more meaningful together. I had a feeling this plan had been hatched by J and the artist a couple of days before.