It's a hot one out. I can hear the summer cicadas droning on, and the air is so humid that I feel the weight of it pressing down. There’s no air conditioning in the cabin, so the only thing to do is strip down to my underwear and lounge by a fan. I can take ice cubes out of the freezer and let them melt on my body, and the water runs down my front and onto the floor. It feels so nice! But I have a problem – when I don’t have a lot to do, and I’m nearly naked, my mind tends to go in one inevitable direction. And since you’re here, looking handsome and ready, I’m thinking it might be time to act.