It was like walking on water, if you thought about it, you couldn't do it. Then I could smell the ocean, smell it like salt on my tongue. That milky stuff settling to the bottom, and there was something in the water. Brunette didn't look like she believed me.
It was not just being pressed against a man's body, even a lovely body, that unnerved me, it was as if my body remembered him. She just looked at me. I patted her hands, I'd try to be friendly. I think she just meant it.
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