Hmmmm.....
What do five girls do, at 10:00 pm on a Friday night of the fullest and largest moon we'll have for the next twenty years?
Nothing that involves clothing, apparently.
So, I just went through and erased the story I'd written, because it's too risque for the general public. I'm not even sure about this version; and if it is, I'm sorry. If someone's salvation is at stake, let me know and I'll...take it into consideration. But yes, we went skinny-dipping in Harrison Bay about an hour ago. It was cold, it was hilarious, and it was scary. My girls are straight up [edited out], and I'm sorry if that offends any of you; except that I'm not, because they are. Straight up.
At the first place we stopped, we had to keep driving around and shining our headlights to drive away this lovey-doodle couple that was cluttering up our perfect let's-be-publicly-indecent cove. Down at the water, finally, we realized that there were big lights across the way, and we could hear voices somewhere, and there was some big fish jumping around out in the water. But we dropped and discarded, joined hands, and ran out to do a quick, shivery dunk. Oh, it was very quick.
But we weren't quite done. At the second place we stopped (more open but less public), two of the girls took their courage into their hands and took off at top speed out into the lake, headed for deeper water...except, about forty feet out, they realized that the water lapping around their knees just wasn't going to get any deeper. I was right behind them, and Bec was behind me, and we're finally just standing there in the moonlight, looking at each other helplessly, because there just isn't enough water. And we're...just standing there. In the moonlight. Looking at each other. Helplessly. No water. Oh. Dear.
And then...
"Car!" And four girls hit the water and mostly vanish.
I'm too tired to laugh, but if I had the energy, I'd be chortling at a pretty merry pace. We dodged headlights during the whole walk back to the car, sneaking along from shadow to shadow, hunching down in the scanty shadows like little mushrooms whenever a vehicle would go by, jumping when night birds would suddenly flutter out of the bushes--it was epic. Not quite as epic as the last chronicle that I recorded on here, where water and boys were involved, but quite satisfying in its own way.
The best part was Almo shielding Bec with a massive umbrella so we could get her back into the apartment without Campus Safety realizing that our State of the Union was most likely illegal in 17 different countries.
*laughing now*
It's a good night to end on, before Bec heads back home to WV. It was awesome.
3 comments:
lol I was slightly worried when it said 'pg 20' but that was not near enough to deter my curiosity haha. Don't worry lol I wasn't thinking 'impure thoughts' so no worries of offense lol. This was entertaining.
I loveeee it!
I'm glad you guys had fun! :-)
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