(night of june 3rd)
We were floating in the sea. There was a game we played in the water. He pushed all his weight on me, just slow slid fell leaned into all of me, that way he does, until all that bulk was no longer his responsibility. I had to keep us afloat. If I did, we would wiggle our toes in the air, just out of the water, and we would fuck there, floating. If I sank, there was a good chance one or both of us would die. The odds seemed 50-50. The game was good because the stakes were high. We grinned, and the sunlight, bouncing off the water, reflected on our legs.
