"do you finally trust me?"
i looked at dallas for a moment.
"i don't think so."
"you say that all the time."
"and i mean it all the time."
"i think your gonna like this."
"does it involve breaking the law?"
"does public nudity count as breaking the law."
my eyes popped out at his statement.
"dallas!"
"i'm kidding, kind of."
"dallas-"
"hey, you'll be fine, just follow me."
i walked behind dallas. he was wearing an oversized sweatshirt and clung a string bag on his back.
"are you gonna tell me what's in the bag this time?"
"hold on. you'll see."
we walked for a few more steps and i looked around, finding myself at the beach.
"the beach is beautiful, but i have a feeling there is more to it."
"yes there is."
"i bet your gonna tell me now, aren't you?"
"yup."
he dropped the string bag on the ground, opening it up, taking out two towels.
"strip."
"excuse me?"
"blue, you really need to get that hearing checked, it's starting to be a problem."
i rolled my eyes.
"i heard what you said. i just don't know what you mean."
"you really are an idiot, aren't you? i mean strip, as in take off your clothes until you are in just your bra and panties."
"you have got to be kidding me. i think the tobacco is getting to your head. why would i need to strip, we aren't..?"
"god no."
"then what?"
"get ready blue because we are skinny dipping."
CZYTASZ
Eleven
Krótkie Opowiadaniawe met on a rooftop on the 11th day of the 11th month of the 11th hour. all because i had a seizure. it was weird because i hadn't had one in eight months. maybe it was fate. or maybe it was meant to be fatal. seeing as though we met at a hospital. ...
