My boyfriend and I took a road trip this Spring – out to the hilly beautiful country where he used to go hunting. He wanted to show me some of his memories and I was looking forward to some quality time together.
I love riding with him – it’s such a turn-on to watch him behind the wheel of that big black hunk of sexy steel – to hold his hand and stroke his fingers .. to listen to him tell stories .. and to know that we might find a spot to pull over so we can take the edge off the hot tension we always build up when we are together.
As we got closer to the river, the road was winding and climbing. The timber was thicker and beautiful, and we came across a very old cemetery up on a hill. It was mostly hidden but he knew it was there. He pulled up the steep narrow drive and we got out to walk around.