"...Please stay!"
Denuck and I spent many cycles in the cabin that season. He let go of all his notions of abandonment; and poured his heart into his new love interest...me! Anger and fear were replaced with joy and contentment for us both. If there was any doubt in our minds as to the bond we share...this final chapter sheds all the light we will ever need on just how much the two of us are united.
"Let's go for a swim, Bay!"
Love to be in the lake with you, Den, but I've told you before that I can't swim. Sink like a rock is more like it. How about we play in the shallow end and cool off before lunch. I hope I sound confident to Denuck. For all of the pep-talk I have given him to get past his own past...I find it very difficult to do the same for myself. When I was younger, I slipped into deeper water and almost drowned. I was pulled out and revived, but the scars remained. Fear of the water has been with me ever since.
"I'll teach you how to stay afloat, Bay...it's easy once you get the hang of it. It'll make our time here so much more enjoyable to take the lake together."
I do not want to disappoint him, so I nod in agreement, my heart beginning to pound in my chest. Loosen me up first, Den, so I can stop my limbs from locking up.
"Sure. Set down on the grass here. Let Denuck massage away your tension."
Oh! So we are skinny-dipping?! Must be the case, because my shorts are now on the grass, instead of on my body. Denuck sidles up to me and we start to kiss. Goodbye tension!
"Let's not go too far now, sweetie. You will need some stamina in the lake!"
Up on my elbows. I reach behind his head and pull him to me. Deep kissing Denuck has to be one of my favorite things to do. Okay, my man, lose your shorts and show me the body I love to look at. Maybe my cock will inflate and make a good life preserver in the lake!
"Damn it, Bay...I get sore in my belly from the way you make me laugh. Bless you for that."
Denuck takes my hand and pulls me upright. We head to the lake together and I stop at its edge. I have a story to tell you, Den, before we go in. Let's sit in the shallows and cool off for the tell.
"Okay."
He looks pensive. He should. Denuck and I have become linked telepathically as is the way with our race. He knows how I feel. He knows the fear that runs deep within me. I hope my story will help him be as gentle as I know he can be with me. This is no time for bravado.
"Let's hear it."
I was getting a swim lesson from a friend a long time ago. He and I were buds, and though I had the hots for him, I think he knew it, but chose not to let on. Anyway, it did not go well as I was really tense and scared. He told me he would take his usual long swim to an island, and come back for us to try again. After he started out, I decided to sit on the shore and watch. He glided through the water like he was born in it. Every muscle of his strong body glistened with his effort, and I easily slipped into a fantasy. I saw myself swimming next to him, stroke for stroke, keeping up the pace until we got to the island. He smiled and told me he was waiting for someone to swim that way with him...for someone to be close with...to be very, very close with. Then he kissed me, and...
"HEY! Why Are You Watching Me?!"
It was an angry question that broke my daydreaming; and I jumped up in embarrassed haste, trying to pretend to go about searching for something just beyond the shoreline. He took his time getting out of the water and then he came up to me. His anger grew stronger.
"What were you looking at?"
I...I like the way you swim. You make it look so easy. Then he grabbed my arm and pulled me to the water. I felt a jab of fear. No! Don't! Please!
"Learn to swim by yourself - keep away from me!"