-Jacey-
Caleb and I made our way back to the shore. Sure enough, our clothes and lifejackets were gone. But at least there was no bear.
Since I was the one wearing boots, I picked a careful path through the rocks, leading Caleb deep enough into the water that we could both rinse off a bit.
I’d had Caleb’s c*m EVERYWHERE on my body, and even though Caleb was always sweet to me after and cleaned me up with a towel, I still felt the need to let some water run over me.
Sitting waist deep in the water on an obliging boulder, I cupped my hands together and trickled water over my hair. It was coming out of its braid, and I had no idea what I was going to do without a comb or a brush. If I couldn’t tame it, I was going to look like a swamp witch coming out of the bog with sticks and leaves in
