Chapter 25
Shocked, drained, and filled with an inexplicable anxiety, I sat down on the grass. I probably would have stayed there until evening if I hadn’t been startled by Kalon’s touch. “Come on. Should I carry you to the lake?” “No, my friend,” I said distractedly. “I’ll walk. Give me your hand.” And so we walked. “I feel like an old lady in a nursing home, arm in arm with a young caretaker,” I tried to joke. By the lake, Kalon announced that I needed to undress. So, I did. Although my escort turned away politely, I felt with every cell of my body that his attention was entirely focused on what was happening behind his back. That is, on me undressing. I took off my underwear too, not wanting to walk around in wet panties under dry clothes. Brr. As soon as I immersed myself in the pleasant war
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