Chapter 7: Do-Over, or Just Over?

In the morning at the Korhonen’s RV, Anja had a difficult time finding a good outfit for her meeting. Fortunately, Irina wore a similar size. She ended up in her mother’s blouse and pants. With her zoris on her feet, the outfit was complete. Nervously, she arrived a half-hour early at their creek-side log.

For his part, Curtis sought advice from his mother, and managed to wear a nice polo over long pants. Shari looked on with a baleful expression, although she said nothing. Clearly, she would prefer Curtis avoid further contact with Anja.

Abbie whispered in her son’s ear, encouraging him. She sent him on his way with a warm squeeze on his hard little butt.

Curtis also arrived early at the creek. With a broad smile, Anja gestured for him to join her on the log, as before. He spoke first.

“I guess we both wanted to be here on time,” he chuckled.

“For certain. I am so relieved you are here now, Curtis.

“Listen, please; before anything else, I apologize to you. Completely, without any reservations. Every uncomfortable feeling you had yesterday could have been easily avoided. All I had to do was listen better and behave reasonably.

“The worst, the worst feeling I can remember having was yesterday, when you told me you were unhappy. Because of me. Because of me!”

“But, Anja—”

“No, please, give me two minutes more to get this out; then the floor is yours. I promise. But I need to explain.

Two minutes to undo what happened yesterday.

Curtis thought, “She’s crying! Over me!”

“To begin with, to me, you were a bolt of lightning. By the time I talked you out of your shirt, I was smitten. It’s an old-fashioned word, but it fits. You have so many attractive qualities: your background, your personality, and how you speak and carry yourself.

“Beyond all that, you are an unbelievably pretty man. I was obsessed right away. All I could think about was seeing you nude, and more.

“The crazy thing was that I was so eager, I actually gave you the opposite impression.

“I’ve been a nudist for so long that I’ve gotten obnoxious about it. Like some vegans can be towards the rest of us carnivores, that is, meat eaters. I knew that guys who are unfamiliar with nudism worry about getting inappropriate erections. I jumped ahead abruptly and started working on overcoming that objection.

“I thought, if you were confident in your self-control, you could be, you would agree to be nude along with me. You could even consider coming over to hang out here at our RV and then later come visit at my house and come work out in our basement.

“I didn’t think you would interpret me as wanting you to stay limp.

“And, I also assumed a gorgeous guy like you would not be inexperienced. You told me you didn’t have dates or girlfriends. But somehow, I skipped over this information and started imagining us making love. We could be intimate quickly, I hoped. I am sorry I disregarded your words and let my fantasies take over.

“Everything I did yesterday was wrong, and I hurt you. I am ashamed. I will always regret how I behaved.

I meant every word of what I was telling him. Everything was on the line.

“I am here today with my clothes on, hoping for a reset.”

Anja stood up tall, squared her shoulders, and tried to quell the shakiness in her voice.

“Hello, I’m Anja. Except for a few quirks, and being incredibly and blindingly white, I’m a normal young woman. I’d like to hang out with you, to be your friend. If I can earn back your trust, I’d like to be more.”

I waited. And waited. My hopes drained away. I had to sit back down. I couldn’t look at him; I was too upset. Then, in a broken, small, and tearful voice, I added, “Please.”