"What do you need?" I asked quickly.
She turned her back to me and in lieu of an answer she gestured to the back clasp of her bra. My hands rose to unclasp the back of the bra, which I imagined was something else that was very hard for her to do. The deep red impressed lines that my action revealed echoed the fact that the bra hadn't come off for a while.
It was hard to ignore the ridge of cold metal that my fingers brushed against in the act of releasing her. How someone could survive such a procedure was a miracle in and of itself. The pain had to of been unfathomable. She stepped away from me into the darkness holding her bra in place with a metallic hand.
Strangely it wasn't the desecration of her back or the shifting metallic rhythm of her arms and legs that held my attention as she walked off into the dark. She really did have a perfect bottom.
I looked up, as she stepped back into the firelight and swallowed. Her hair was all wet and well somehow she looked really good in my shapeless oversized shirt. She was tugging rather firmly on the hem of the shirt, which is when it dawned on me that my shirt was all that she was wearing.
I had said I would wash her clothes hadn't I. Quickly I left the fire and headed out into the darkness eager to escape our little campsite that had suddenly gotten much too hot to handle. There was still light overhead enough to see by and I found the little pile of clothes easy enough.
I stared a moment at the little pile of clothes. I had done a lot of wild and promiscuous things throughout my teenage years, until God had gotten a hold of me in my early 20s and straightened me out. Of all the erotic experiences I had philandered my way into none of them were even half as erotic as what I was experiencing now with just the feel of so intimate an item of simple cloth and lace in relation to the woman that I wanted most of all the women the world had to offer.
A profound truth occurred to me then and it was this, there is a lot to be said in involving asking God for help in the search for a lifelong mate with which to share your life, dreams, and passions with.
I knew what it had been like without God and now I knew what it was like with God's influence and blessing. Everything was more powerful in feeling, emotional intimacy, and pureness of spirit. How had I not waited to experience this the first time?