With Basil’s mother gone, we had the cabin all to ourselves. We didn’t know what to do with the week we had to ourselves, the bond I was forming with Basil didn’t feel complete as I was still holding back. I didn’t know whether it was safe for me to tell him who I really was or whether it would do more harm than good.
“Hey babe,” Basil called out as he walked back in the house. “I was thinking that since we spent weeks indoors how about we go and do outdoor activities.” He suggested, “we could go hiking then maybe camp, build a camp fire, fish, swim nude,” he winked at me, “what do you think?”
“I think you’re a really horny soul.” I said with a chuckle, he gently hit my arm, “but I would love that, but there is the problem of gear. I doubt your mother goes camping a lot.”
“Don’t worry,
