he felt like a fish at the end of an iron

                                              speared

she angled him

she jiggled the lure

                          then finally knowing in the back of his skull what he was doing but convincing himself he didnt he rose

      he had to placate his bestial nature he rarely did he was usually better than that

she was not errantshe lunged she got him she wasnt letting go

                                                              the water churnedit slapped her in the facesloshed up on her white blouse drenching it it went palepink where it stuck to her skin darker and peaked at her aureoles

she had him

           she wasnt letting go

she steered him

worked him

he submitted

           still grasping him she crawled into the water beside him 

she was going to finish him off 

he thought shed be quickmerciful

she wasnt

there was no escape

he erupted

         by then fighting back the best he could tore her blouse open pinched her nipples 

             erupting he hurled hot gobs and laces on her chest and throat and face

she kept at him  unmercifully   greedily   

0127, Twosday,  28  7. 20

1249,  Day-between-Two-Ts,  29  7. 20