"You're on the north side of the park. It's about a mile back the other way to where you started." He then realized that he had been unconciously watching her the entire time. She smiled and said "thank you", but still didn't run off. She stood there, sheened in sweat, breathing heavy. He wished he had worn something other than sweats, because his erection was beginning to show. This woman, this perfect woman, had stopped to talk to him. He tried to make conversation, but there was'nt much to talk about. His emotions got the best of him, and he reached out and took her hand. Just long enough to lead her past him and point her on the right track, but long enough to feel her skin, and with one whiff of her, know what was going through her mind.