From the way she was leaning, the neckline off her dress hung free and

I had a clear view straight down to her cleavage, the upper slopes completely bare above her thin bra. My eyes flicked down and then I forced them back up to her eyes.

“You did say as much as I want, right?" She giggled.

I sighed and looked down at her cleavage again.

“I'd do anything for you, Cherys." I thought back to all that time with her as my dream girl. And then my gaze was lost in her eyes.

“I always would and I think I always will."

She smiled and Leaned her head towards me, our lips inching together.

I puckered and closed my eyes as I tilted my head towards hers.

+HOOONNNNKKKK! ! ! !

I blinked and then glanced forward. The Light was green and the car in front of me was long gone. The full-size pickup truck behind me wasn't too happy about it. I stepped on the gas and rolled forward.

Okay, where was I?

“David, this is so beautiful! How come I never heard of this place?"

Cherys tilted her glass and a bit more of the cool red wine spilled into her mouth.

I swallowed the last bit of my sandwich and glanced out across the view. It wasn't the most spectacular scene on the planet, but it was quite pretty. We were perched on a grassy knoll that overlooked the river valley a few hundred yards below us, well-shaded by a large tree and surrounded by perennial flowers. I knew this place was even prettier in the springtime.

“I dunno. Nate told me about it when we were teenagers. To be honest, he used this spot to seduce many a cheerleader." I grinned and leaned my elbow back against the picnic blanket and set the rest of my sandwich back into the basket.

Cherys set down her wine glass and leaned onto her own elbow so we were parallel and staring at each other instead of the view.

“What about you? How many girls have you brought here?"

“Just two," I answered without thinking.

Cherys looked like she was about to say something, then her eyebrows knotted for just a moment. I instantly knew something was wrong.

“What is it?" I asked softly.

She looked down and frowned for a second before asking, "Did you make love with Ellie here?"

I sighed but didn't break my gaze on her.

“Yes. That was a long time ago."

“What was it Like?"

“A gentleman does not speak of such things.” I waved my hand, having accepted Ellie's death but not totally comfortable talking about her.