Kenneth
I could feel her gaze on my back as I swam through the chilled water of the fall but my blood still felt warm and I wanted to go back there and take her in my arms. I turned around on my back and floated on the water’s surface as I kept my eyes on her. She was shielded with the stream of water coming down from the mountain but I could imagine her bare brèasts. Her nîpples were the color of rose in winter, pale but beautiful. I wondered if they would turn dark red if I took them in my mouth and sûcked on them, the way I wanted to. With each interaction with her it becomes hard to control my urges but she was too innocent.
She opened the satchel and pulled out something from it. I watched as she took it to her nose and inhaled. I let the sound of nature around me fade away as I foc
