It was a hot, clear day in 1981. The two of you had successfully managed to get away from the hustle and bustle of ever-changing New York in favor of something much quieter: a cabin out in the woods, far away from any prying eyes. Because of how the world viewed you and Jesse’s type of relationship, it was near impossible showing affection unbridled. Gay men could not kiss their lover’s cheek or hold their hand walking down the sidewalk together, hence the solitary cabin.

It was rented for a few night, a fancy little thing with a dock and nice bedrooms. He’d coaxed you into it, him having taken the past few weeks to convince you it was a good idea.

On your first night, you had some time to unpack, and late into the night, you went to the dock, standing together under the dark, yet clear sky, under the moon and the stars. A late night chill had swept through the place, making you both shiver a bit.

*You stood in silence for a while, until he had the bright idea to go skinny dipping in the lake. "Hey, let's get in! Naked."