August 6, 2010

Drabble #68



Photo prompt: jumping off a pier

It seemed that no matter where their lives took them, or what paths they chose, no matter how out of touch they fell, they would always wind up in this same town during the same week every summer.

One year, after a particularly large distance had spread between them due to careers and thousands of miles, they were swimming as though nothing had changed. And then he held her around the waist, kissed her neck, slid his fingers inside her bikini bottoms. She felt him go hard against her back. After all this time and separation, they finally came together.

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