Pool Love
It was a warm summer night, the sky clear with bright stars sparkling above. I had awoken, wrapped in your arms, and intently watched you sleep. Your chest slowly rising, and falling, your face peaceful, it seemed as if you were almost smiling at me. I thought of the wonderful dream that might have been filling your mind. I unraveled from your arms, trying not to disturb your slumber, creeping out of our bed and tip-toeing from the room. I went downstairs, and out to the pool yard. I stripped...