They were still lingering on the beach when it got completely dark and all others had returned to the hotel. He leaned over and kissed her. “Let’s do something risqué.” “Like what?,” she asked, “Let’s go skinning dipping. We’re practically naked anyway.” “Oh,” she said, “Suppose someone sees us?” “There’s no one out here but us, sweetheart. We’ll put our suits farther back there so they don’t get caught in the surf. Okay – I’m on my way and will be waiting for you in the water.” She slowly unfastened her bra and slipped out of her suit – thinking – What would this lead to? What does he have in mind? Come off it, girl, you’re seventeen – not exactly a child anymore. You can take care of yourself. Mama trusted me to use good, common sense or she wouldn’t have approved my attending his family reunion over here in Hawaii. She trusted me. But, can I trust him? Can I trust myself?”
 
She slowly – albeit reluctantly – joined him in the water and was immediately embraced by him – touching her intimately where she had never been touched before by anyone – certainly not by any boy. She half-heartedly protested, “We can’t – you know . . .” He replied, “I just want to touch you all over – just as I’ve been fantasizing for so long.” “But, suppose someone sees us – look up there at the moon – it’s shining directly on us. And, talk about the man in the moon – just look – there he is now smiling down on us.” She mumbled, “Won’t this lead to something else?” “Not if we don’t let it, sweetheart, let’s just enjoy the moment.”