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“I always knew I was sheltered, but coming down here, I realize some of that isn’t just how I’ve been raised. It’s also me…I’m not as adventurous as you are. I r-really admire you for it.”

“Well, you know, the secret is always to remain open-minded to unexpected possibilities,” my tour guide’s emerald eyes begin to venture down my body, caressing it as her pretty lips form a slight curl at the edges.

“I should go put something on,” she says after a prolonged moment of intense tension.

Every other time I’ve been in a similar situation, I’ve just let the woman I like go without knowing how I feel.

I could do that now.

I should do that now.

But I’m not going to.