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I breathed in deep and looked at the robins flying across the clearing in front of us. "I missed this place. It's just so cool being up here. It feels kind of like home - a second home." "Really? I always thought of it as more of a place away from home - a place where the rules don't apply so much. Know what I mean?" I knew that look in her eye. Something was up. Marilyn has always been what my mom would call a "free spirit," ready to try anything once or twice. My upbringing had kept me away from any shenanigans. Well, except for the occasional beer. But in the sex department, I had been strictly a solo act, playing what I might try to do someday in my head a thousand times over. My fingers had taken my virginity years before, but I'd never gotten up the courage to convince a guy to…well, you know…do it. Marilyn was keenly aware of my track record.
I put my key in the lock and jerked the door open. The cabin opened to a musty stale smell wafting through the air. A long time ago these little wooden houses had been carpeted and cleaned, but not for a couple of weeks. And worse, they'd been kept closed. "Yuck. Quick, help me get all the shutters open." Marilyn and I slid all the wooden boards open to reveal mosquito screen behind them to let the fresh air in.