Sunday, August 1, 2010

001

The ocean was populated with a lot of girls, and we all knew something was in the water that wanted to eat us. Whisperings - between the girls, I think - were spreading about what they each had done. The only story I remember is one about a girl that slept with some officer-type; it didn't sound relevant so I ignored it. There was one girl with a large piece of meat, possibly raw salmon, and she kept tossing it around. When I told her that the thing in the water would want to eat that piece of meat, she tossed it to another girl, and another, until they all wanted nothing to do with it. Oh, I forgot to mention - myself and two other girls, through all of this, are laying atop the back of a giant manta ray. At one point we roll in the water and flip it over, and then I start rubbing it's belly - figuring out that it's actually quite ticklish, as it's sides curl up to try and ward me away. I liked that ray, I hope it comes back again.

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