Outside Danessa was swimming laps. I walked to the shallow end because I never jumped into pools. You could sprain an ankle or break your neck. Tossing my clothes into a pile, I descended the steps with Danessa’s eyes all over me. I wasn’t shy and relished the attention.Yes, this is the dick you walked away from as thick as ever and it’s not even hard.“Someone is feeling naughty.”
“I just wanted to swim.”
“Naked?”
“Clothes are overrated.”
I extended my hand. “Hi, I’m Aldridge. Who the fuck are you?”
“I’m the same Danessa from dinner.”
“Nope you can’t be, because my Danessa would never do this.”
“I’m notyourDanessa.”
“Fair enough. So what are we doing?”
She piled her curly hair into a messy bun. “I hadn’t really thought further than this.”
“Why are we naked in the pool?”
“Because earlier Anika implied, I was boring. And she’s right. I don’t take chances. My instinct is always to say no. But saying no to every new or strange thing has gotten me nowhere.”
“Wait a second. Hold up, hold up, hold up. Are you looking to get turned out? Because I will fuckingdecimatethat pussy.”
“No, we’re friends,” said the woman whose nipples were playing peekaboo in the water. You know it’s to a point where I just have to ask. Am I reading this all wrong? We were naked in a pool, for what reason, what purpose?
I scooped up a wave of water and splashed her with it. “What the fuck, Danessa?”
“I just wanted to have a fun story to share. I’m always the one listening to the stories and I never have any of my own.”
“You don’t need crazy stories.”
“If Anika were here, she’d fuck Marisol. Or have a three way with a guy and his father. And all I have to share is how delicious the snapper was.”
“It was really good. Best I’ve had.”
“Nobody wants to hear that shit.”
“Just lie. Tell her I fucked you on the beach, and you squirted all over the place.”
“Eww.”
“Excuse the fuck outta me for offering solutions.”
“Lying is pathetic because it’s not real. Life is passing me by with no significant meaning. Every day is exactly like the last. Wash, rinse, repeat. The highlight of my day is going home andscrolling social media to watch other people live their lives, go on trips, graduate, get engaged, or married, and start a fucking family. And I’m so far removed from any of those things ever happening for me.”
“You’re not boring?”
“I’m like lactose-free vanilla ice cream topped with the little ball shaped sprinkles everyone hates.”
“You got me to ditch my clothes and join you in the pool.”
“I never said I was ugly, I said I was boring.”
“Let me think.” Danessa wasn’t dull, she was cautious. She didn’t need to experience shit firsthand to know it wasn’t beneficial. After watching her mother and the revolving door of men, she learned to guard her heart and avoid unnecessary risk. Her life was “boring” by design. But playing it safe could only carry you so far. “Okay, come with me.” I climbed out of the pool.
“Where are we going?” She reached for my hand, and I helped her out. I tried my best not to let my eyes dip below the top of her head.
