lake cushman, sunday june 14

[aviaticsquad]

I took off my skirt and my shirt and followed him into the water. I've always been terrified of natural bodies of water, but a year to the date of her getting stuck down there I had to see what it was she loved so much. No one was on the lake, just us and a little family a half mile away. The water was clear emeraldy-blue sinking into dark dark dark and colder than cold (what's that, outkast?!) and it made all my nerves ache as it crept up into the soft, sensitive bits of skin that try hard to stay warm, my inner thighs, my underarms, the soft flesh underneath my breasts. I laughed hysterically. He smiled wildly at me and dove in. I followed.
It was perfect under there.

I crawled back out and laid next to him on the hot, flat rocks. I stared up the sky and breathed heavily. It was fantastic.