The whole week had been hot. Actually, the whole damn beginning
of the summer had been hot. And now, a small vacation. 24 free hours.
24 free hours were going to be spent in a nice, clean, quiet, motel room.
But, that was yet to come…

Kathy bound out the door toward the car. Naturally, being the
gentleman I am, I opened her car door for her and took her bags. I care-
fully placed her luggage in the trunk and quickly got back into the
driver’s seat. Although we both knew what lay ahead this weekend (sex),
of course, casual smalltalk took over. We had known each other for
about a year at this time. Sex became something to look forward to
for both of us. But, we wanted to put a deliberate twist into our
sex to liven things up. Quite a few subject were tossed in the air
and commented on as we drove to the motel. But, not much substance to
the conversation could be recorded. Ultimately, like all conversations
where some anxiety or anticipation is present, the topic we returned to
often was the weather. And, ironically, it was an appropriate subject.
It was hot. And, it wasn’t going to get any cooler.