Actions Speak Louder than Words

It was new, we were very new and had not come into intimacy yet so testing the waters of affection was the key to understanding the boy inside the man. Swinging back and fourth gently in the hammock with the radio playing from inside the garage, I was enjoying an unusually warm January evening. All the snow had melted and the sun warmed the week before quite nicely. The hammock was so tempting and I needed a 'piece of my own world for awhile'. So I let it cradle me.

It was earlymaybe before seven and he was just getting home from work. The unusual weather had him out on service calls and this one was a later scheduled call. He looked over the fence and saw I was swinging back and fourth. He jumped over the fence and walked towards me and the hammock just smiling. He handed me his beer and I took a swallow and smiled back letting him know I was glad he was 'home' and able to see me for awhile. It was dark but the moon was very full and illuminating us just perfectly.

He tried to sit down into the hammock without toppling me over and his hand brushed mine. It was a real intimate touch. The song by Dan Hill was playing and with the moonlight shining on my face, we realized then and there that touch was always going to be a constant with us. It was so natural for our fingers to interlace comfortably with each others palm and make for the most erotic hand-holding you could imagine.

The honesty in a touch shows that actions do speak louder than words and no matter how afraid you are to say the words, gently touching fingers says it all ! From that point on we made it a point to remember how actions spoke louder than words and whenever we fumbled for the right thing to say, just reaching out and touching was all the conversation we would really need to see us through.