THREE weeks later, Isaac and I spent the weekend before his family's visit cleaning up the house, and getting ready for their arrival on Monday, to which we had both decided to take a week of class time off for. It was a much need break for the two of us, as the previous few weeks confrontation in literature class, coupled with the fact that we hadn't actually done much work on our demo tape yet had taken its toll on our concentration and energy levels.

On Sunday afternoon, after a once over of the rooms, Isaac decided that we needed a bit of fun for ourselves. "You know Jenna," he declared over a glass of iced tea in my kitchen "We've never really had a formal date yet." as he strolled over to me and wrapped his arms around my waist as my back was towards him, "and I think that I, as a generally good egg ought to show you a proper good time. I can't believe I did't think of this sooner, but..."as he spun me around, took my hand , and knelt down on both knees "Would you consider accompanying me out tonight? I promise we'll paint the town red, green or whatever color you'd like to paint it my love. What do you say to this humble servant that grovels at your feet?"as he crawled across the room on both knees, following me wherever I went, much to my total amusement and pleasure. I helped him up and said, in my best southern belle voice"Why I do declare, Isaac Hanson, that you have yourself a date proper tonight!" as I hugged him close to me then playfully pushed him away. We agreed to meet at 7 and as Ike kissed me goodbye at the door, the last words I heard as he was leaving were "Dress for an unforgettable evening!"

As I dressed, I felt all giggly inside, much like the schoolgirl aged teen I felt I was truly becoming. I chose a simple black dress, 2 inches above the knee, that fit me like a glove, at triple row of pearls with a black onyx center, and black stack heeled shoes. I am tall, so pumps were out of the question, and black nylons with seams up the back. I decided to wear my hair down for the night and carefully applied just a hint of eye liner, blush and lipstick.

Just as I had finished looking at myself in the mirror, and thinking "Not bad for an old hag.......NOT!" the doorbell rang. I ran down the stairs as quickly as I could, then slowed to a walk at the bottom so as not to appear TOO excited, and I slowly opened the door.

The sight of Isaac left me breathless and my knees weak. His hair was down, as he knew I preferred it, and he was dressed in a dark grey suit, with a cream colored shirt that set off those wavy locks of his to absolute perfection, no tie, and a look of total awe as he first set eyes on me. "I can't believe how beautiful you look tonight Jenna. Nothing compares to the way you look right now." as I jokingly turned around to "model" for him. He kissed me in the doorway and said "Let's go, before I decide to take ypu upstairs and have my way with you." I giggled as I shut the door and we were off.

We went to dinner at the Union Oyser House, a very upscale restaurant near Boston's Fanueil Hall, where we dined on sirloin strip steak and lobster tails, followed by shrimp cocktail, with chocolate fudge torte for dessert.

Neither one of us could eat very much, even though the feast prepared for us was perfection. We couldn't take our eyes off each other the entire time we were there, and we left the restaurant, amid whispers from the other diners of "Who was that?" "...... Hanson?" "......Girlfriend?" we decided to go for a walk on the wharf nearby. As we held hands, we slowly strolled along the edge of the docks, passing solitary fishing boats moored in for the night, and a cafe by the water where an R 'n B band played outdoors. We stopped there and shared an intimate slow dance by moonlight and continued walking and chatting about how beautiful the whole scene and the night was for both of us. Before we knew it, we were at the edge of the wharf, surrounded on 3 sides by Boston Harbor, and we sat down together on an ornate wooden bench to admire the view of the passing boats on the ocean.

As we began to gain momentum, lost in these moments and buried in each others arms, Isaac tossed his head back, and as the wind softly blew, his beautiful mane away from his neck, I kissed his adams apple for the very first time as he let out a soft "mmm" and held me closer. It was at that moment that I realized that I would never, and COULD never be the same emotionally passive person had been just a few weeks before. He had brought to life in me something that no man, not even Les, had done. He gave me true, honest ,unbound love with his entire heart, and as we continued to neck like crazy standing there, I knew there would be no turning back for me, nor did I ever want to either.

As this session contnued, I began to roam a bit underneath his suit jacket, down his chest, across his waist and lower back, then up to his soft yet muscular shoulders as he returned my kisses with all the force of a hurricane.

At just the moment it was clear that we seemed ready to explode, we heard applause coming from just a few feet away, and we broke our passionate lip lock to notice two whinos in matching brown corduroy fishing hats staring at us with their mouths agape, intently watching us. When they noticed we had stopped, and were staring back at them, the larger of the two men looked at Isaac, smiled a toothless jack o'lantern grin, and slurred "Way to go mister!" and procceeded to fall off the bench he was sitting on and onto the ground, laoughing uncontrollably at his mishap.

As the smaller man, equally drunk, awkwardly tried to hep him up, we walked away, arm in arm trying so very hard not to laugh dierctly at the two buffoons who had just interrupted our first whrlwind of a make out session. as we walked back to the car and reached it, Isaac could no longer control himself as he got in the car and closed the door, he exploed in an unbridled fit of laoughter that made me fall to hysterics so hard, I felt my ribs would explode, and the happy tears never end as the two of us sat there, loughing like small children. This went on a good five minutes, because every time one of us would sober up, even for a second, it only took one look from the other and we would both start up another mad fit of laughter. What a pair of fools we must have looked like with tears running down our faces, beet red from all the laughter, giggling as we sat there, crowds of people walking by!

When Isaac finally got the normalcy to go home, we pulled into the driveway and I asked him in. He walked in and sat down on the couch as I retreated to the kitchen to make some coffee for the two of us. When I brought in the tray, I set it down on the end table at the far left of the oversized couch. We enjoyed our coffee amidst small chuckles and reflections of just how wonderful and fun, the entire night had been. When we were finshed, Isaac took my coffee cup, placed it on the end table behind me alongside his and moved in closer to me as he did this to contiue what we had started on the wharf. It was as if it had never ceased as we fell back into our petting session with a renewed passion and as we got more and more into each other, reaching a pinnacle of emotional loftiness, he suddenly backed away. I was left confused, and more than a little bit deflated. I scooted over to him and curled up at his side. I took his face in my hands, looked directly in his unfathomable brown eyes, and asked him what was wrong. He dropped his head and mumbled something into his shirt that was barely above a whisper, and turned his head away. I didn't quite hear what he said, so I asked him to repeat it, without reproach from me, I promised. When he looked at me again, tears were welling up in his eyes as he said, only slightly louder than before "I've never been with a woman before, and I want to be with you, here and now. It's just that I'm so... so........confused. I haven't had much time to think about everything that goes with it, and I love you and I want to, but......." and sighed dejectedly as his shoulders slumped and his head dropped into his hands covering his face.

I know we doing the right thing, though honestly ,I know that neither one of us likes it now, I'm sure that it's the right thing to do. I know I'm right about this, but don't worry, there will be plenty of time for that later, my Isaac. I love you." and I kissed him again and for the rest of the night, we made out like crazy, now that we both knew that the limits had been drawn.