The Turning Point
by Samuel Wright
As he rolled over in the sleeping bag, Ian looked up to see the full moon just beginning to rise between the hills. The odd pattern of clouds made for an interesting sight, and he thought briefly about waking Natalya, but decided not to. She never seemed the “outdoorsy” type, and he was extremely surprised when she agreed to go camping with him.
Their relationship wasn’t doing so well recently, and he had thought that she was going to breakup with him. Then he hit upon the idea of camping, sleeping under the stars like he did as a child. Natalya only hesitated an instant before her face lit up and she excitedly said yes.
They both worked nights - she was a nurse and he tended bar in a club - and so rarely saw each other after sunset. He thought that this was going to be real turning point for them.
Moving slowly so that he wouldn’t wake her, Ian curls his arm around her, cupping a soft breast in his palm. Hmmm, Maybe I could wake her.
“Natty?” Quietly breathing in her ear he tries to gently wake her, “Baby, how about a kiss?”
He felt her take his hand in hers, peeling his fingers from her chest and holding them straight. It took a moment for his brain to register the prick of the needle under his fingernail. “Ouch! What the hell was that?”
“Just sleep now, lover-boy, and don’t touch me ever again.”