All I remember is that I'm in a cowboy camp with John. He's fully dressed and as handsome as ever.
We are a ways away from the fire and it's night. He's wearing a cowboy hat & boots and I'm within the circle of his body. I'm not sure of the exact position but something like a curled up cat. I'm totally naked and don't really mind that much but am a bit cold so my jean shirt gets drapped over me.
Grownup Ann says,
This is significant, since I was not comfortable with my naked body AT ALL. I'm a little better now that I'm older. Aged wine and all that.