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For a swimming date, wouldn't you say?" "Not a bad idea" she said, winking. "I'll take a rain check on that." He went home that evening, dreaming of watching her.
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Arms around her waist as they slept in each others arms, his lips gently kissing her navel throughout the night. Her eyes wide open, staring into the diffused moonlight trickling.