I’d been down that week, not feeling like being around my friends and certainly wasn’t feeling my normal sexuality bursting. So I went for a drive up into the mountains, where I found a small lookout. No one else was parked there, so I thought this was be the perfect place to get out and clear my head. As I started down a small hiking path that looked to be used regularly. I felt like I could see for miles and no one was around. I love this feeling. It’s true peace with nature. I wanted to sit down and smoke a joint but the rocks were sharp and I didn’t want to get my pants dirty, so I took my shirt off and laid it down as if a picnic blanket and took my pants off. Now I was just in underwear since I avoid bras at all costs. I felt like this was somewhat risky because of the trail, but I was in a crack in the rocks and couldn’t see ANYONE. so I sparked my joint and closed my eyes to enjoy the sounds of nature. It wasn’t long before I heard a voice. It sounded far enough away that I didn’t jump but became much more alert.