Alexandra started awake as Jonathan rubbed his eyes.
Was it still Saturday? How long had they been here now? Jonathan rose up to gaze out through one of the shutters. It was still stormy outside and Jonathan couldn't see a lot. The sun had already set and nightfall was about to come. Jonathan knelt next to the books he had placed down to dry - he had also put his watch and Alexandra's cell- phone there. In this, they fit perfectly: Alexandra didn't use a watch, Jonathan had no cell-phone. Though right now, both items didn't seem to be serving anything.
"My watch has stopped", said Jonathan. "It's stuck at 3:30 p.m. but who knows, how long ago that was! It's getting dark outside now."
"And my cell-phone?", Alexandra asked.
Jonathan put the watch aside and grabbed Alexandra's cell-phone. There wasn't anything on the display.
"Maybe the phone is switched off?", Alexandra asked and Jonathan tried to switch it on.
"Hmm.. either the battery's too weak or the cell-phone is just broken..", Jonathan said in a dry voice and put the phone aside.
"Oh great!", Alexandra hissed with anger, although she didn't know why she was angry.
There was no reason for it. No doubt her parents and Jonathan's mother would be worried about the two of them, but it was safer to stay here in the cabin than brave the storm outside. Secretly she hoped that her parents would have the same thought and wouldn't worry that much.
Jonathan had returned to the rest and took a seat next to her. Both leaned with their upper bodies against the cabin's wall, the blankets still around their shoulders, although it was very warm in the cabin now and they were starting to sweat. Jonathan's hair was dry now, and was falling into his face - just as Alexandra knew it did, and loved. Jonathan placed his arm around her again. The blanket around his shoulders slipped a bit and his naked chest came to light. Alexandra was expecting Jonathan to put the blanket back where it had been, but he didn't move. Alexandra noticed now that a big towel was wrapped around his hips. She hadn't noticed it before because of the blanket.
Jonathan's skin was impeccable. Jonathan was as Alexandra had imagined: he was skinny, but at the same time he seemed very wiry and to her, even athletic in a way. Alexandra noticed the contours of his muscles. She liked Jonathan, how he was built. It just suited him and she couldn't imagine him being any another way.
Alexandra noticed a light sprinkling of fluff on Jonathan's chest. It was very fine but' Alexandra believed this is just the beginning'.The thought of Jonathan having a 'well-haired' chest when he was older pleased her and even excited her.
Alexandra took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She breathed deeply again and inhaled the scent of Jonathan's body. His scent was bewitching, even intoxicating and suddenly Alexandra was overcome by the need to crush Jonathan, to bend down, to touch him and to cover him with kisses, start with his face, then over his throat, his chest, his hard nipples, his abdomen, down to his loins, there, where she would loosen his towel, and his manhood would stretch out to her, waiting desirously to be caressed by her with her mouth and hand.