One June weekend, my boyfriend and I decided to head out of the city. We wanted some nature.

We wanted mountains, gorges, waterfalls, and other natural wonders you could only reach after hiking. We wanted boondocks, and boondocks is what we got. And that was before we even got to our destination.

During the last part of a four-hour drive, we barely saw another car on the winding, one-lane highway. It was beautiful, I have to say. But after a while, there are only so many wooded hills, lush meadows, and grazing cows that a girl can look at.

Getting a little restless, I also realized I was getting a little horny. I looked over at my boyfriend, who was sporting his adorable “I’m so happy to be traveling” smile. And suddenly I knew exactly how I wanted to spend the rest of our ride up... Read More