more naked hiking ensues

The two walked along, Michael's navigation leading them through alternating sections of relatively clear deer paths and sections of dense branches and wood.

While both of them had opted to abandon trying to cover their nudity in service of moving a little faster, it was clear that a bit of an unspoken agreement had formed between the two of them: No leering, maintain eye contact, don't make it weird. The silent agreement held true for a while, the two of them having conversations as they trekked through the woods.

"Biomedical Science, huh. Sounds complicated..." Hannah remarked, lifting a long leg over a log and stepping over it with minimal effort. "...what's that like? Must be nothing but studying."

"It's not so that bad. Hngh." Michael, short king that he was, struggled to get over the same log. Hannah extended a hand to help but he politely waved her offer away, "Not like it's the only thing I have time for. I go outside sometimes, do collegey stuff." He said as his slid down the other side of mossy log, "Even nerds go out to parties and talk to people every month or so." he joked.

"What kind of people?." Hannah asked as she put her hands behind her back and followed alongside Michael.

"The usual. Classmates, folks from similar majors. Art Majors. Yeesh, they'll talk your ear off if you let 'em."

"Any luck on the dating scene?" Hannah asked absentmindedly.

"Uhhh" Michael said, giving Hannah a suspicious look.

Hannah realized what her question could be construed as. She quickly waved her hands and said, "Oh! No, no, it's just, y'know, not to drum up shit we're trying to bury but I kinda did ruin your chances with the ladies in high school, I'm just hoping that it got better once you got to college!"

"Hmm." Michael said, content with her motive, "Well, yeah, a few. Not easy finding chemistry with a girl when so many folks are taller than you, but the university is a big place. I've rizzed up a few ladies in my time. Had some, uh... one night stands." he said blushing.

"Oh my god, Michael!" Hannah said, beaming. "You dog!" She said, nudging him with her elbow.

Michael felt a little braggadocious and added, against better judgement, "Apparently I'm quite the cunning linguist."

Hannah paused for a second to process what the hell he meant, then smiled "Ah. You're good at eating pussy." She said bluntly in an attempt to embarrass him a little. It worked and he looked away, red in the face.

"Y-yeah..."

"do you have a girlfriend?!" Hannah asked, cheerfully. She genuinely hoped he'd found someone, it would make her conscience all the clearer if he did.

"Welllll, I wouldn't say that." Michael said. There's a girl I text on and off, but she only gets flirty when she's drunk and I personally don't think that counts."

"Oh..." Hannah said, a little defeated.

"It's alright. Something-something fish in the sea." Michael said, putting his hands behind his back and looking up at the canopy above them. "How 'bout you? What are you majoring in? Are you the center on the basketball team?" he joked. Mister comedian over here.

Hannah looked away bashfully, "Ha, no. I'mmmm sorta in general studies right now. Still not sure what I wanna do with my life." she admitted.

"Really? Not headed down the political science path? You're tall and rich enough to be one helluva corrupt politician" Michael quipped as he stepped ahead up onto a rock leading to slightly higher ground. Hannah frowned at him, both for the snide comment and also that his tiny, pale ass was in her face. His grumpy, sarcastic, ass. His round, but toned... Aesthetically pleasing... Supple....

Hannah shook her head and turned her gaze to a particularly interesting leaf on the ground, "Uhhh, Yeah! Haha very funny. But uh, no, politics are boring. I'm not about that life." She shuffled in place and held her left elbow in her right hand, "not really sure what life I am about, honestly."

"Hmmm, well... How about sports? You're tall as hell and fit too, why not take advantage of that?" Michael suggested.

"No, I stay fit to look good, not compete for money. Making that a living would be awful." Hannah said as she finally stepped up the rock onto the higher ground beside Michael. Now that they were on level footing with other again, Michael took care to quickly lift his head and gaze up to Hannah's face, a big ask now that her large tits were perfectly at eye level with him again and less than a foot away. Her nipples were such a pleasing shade of brown...

He shook his head and turned to march forward, "Uhhhh, welll, what about Social Services? Like charities and community services and stuff?"

"What like begging people for money?" Hannah joked this time as she followed next to him.

"Ha, more like convincing people to allocate funds for worthwhile efforts. Not just any goof with a clipboard can talk a millionaire into donating to a library or community center. I think a person with your qualities would be a good fit, that's all."

"My qualities? And what exactly would those be?" Hannah said posing sexily.

Michael chuckled at that and said, "Yes, Hannah, you're pretty. But you're also socially versed, you have a way of getting people's attention, you can be VERY assertive when you need to, but it's also clear that you got a bigger heart than you let on. That sorta thing is real important for making some actual change in the world. I think you'd be a shoe-in honestly." Michael said, his hands behind his head, looking at the trees again. When Hannah had no snarky comment for him, he looked up at her.

She was looking down at him with a weird look on her face. A mix of surprise and... something else. His heart started beating faster and he was nervous about that.