I woke up Sunday morning expecting me to be in my bed with the warm sheets covering me and 5 voicemail calls from my friends asking me how I was doing. It shocked me to wake up to a clear bright sunny open sky. I recalled last night’s events and remembered about my make out session with Jesse. I turned to wish him a good morning but he was not there. Neither was the blanket or the basket that he came with. There was however a note.

Dear Dan,

Sorry I left but I need to figure out some things. Although last night was fun, I’m not sure it can happen again. I’m sorry for misleading you and I’ll call you when I’m done thinking.

Sincerely,
Jesse

“The guy has manners at least,” I thought to myself. I remembered that we drove to this spot and that I didn’t know where I was. I climbed down the hill to find the car in the same spot it was. “He walked?” I thought, “He really is a Southern Gentleman.”

The next day I was back at work, unfortunately I couldn’t speak with Jesse because he was in a different building than me. At the end of the day, I drove home and called the number had given me. An old woman answered the phone.

“Hello. Is Jesse there?”

“Hold on a moment. He’s been helping work on my farm so he’s very tired.”

This must be the aunt. I thought quickly and asked where she lived and that I could help her as well. She gave me directions and I left. I figured if I was in person, he couldn’t hang up. When I arrived I knocked and Jesse’s Aunt answered.

“You can call me Blanche. He’s in the barn if you want to help him. Thank you so much for offering to help.”

I nodded and walked to the barn. There was rustling on the second floor so I climbed the ladder to find him in overalls with no shirt. His chest was glistening with sweat as he looked up to see me.

“Did you think about it yet?”

He answered by tearing up.

“I’m sorry but I’m not sure if I can. I’ve never done this before and if anyone finds out, they would kick my ass and never stop.”

“Then we’ll make sure