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breasts aren’t all
they’re cracked up to be,” Eve told me as she lounged beside me. “It can be hard
to find bras to fit, you get a sore back…” But even as she spoke, her back was
arching like she was in a swimsuit catalog as two boys a little further down
were eyeing her up.
    I scowled and sipped my vodka. The boys
were friends with Joseph, and they were laughing about something. I hoped it
wasn’t me. But it turned out it was Eve they were talking about because
they approached us, and I don’t think their eyes moved from her bikini-clad
figure the whole time.
    “I’m going for a swim,” I announced. But
no one bothered with me so I walked into the water before diving under and
heading to the platform. But as soon as I got there, I missed my drink. I
wanted to get trashed. I stayed and sunned my skin anyway, enjoying the
solitude. I started to make up stories in my head. I pretended I lived in one
of the estates off the water and every evening was a party where I would wear
diamonds and long dresses. My husband would wear a tux, and we’d have servants
and–
    Joseph rocked the platform as he climbed
aboard, causing me to open an eye to see who the intruder was. I promptly
closed that eye again. Then something wet and hot engulfed my big toe, and I
sat up with a gasp, pulling my foot away.
    “You sucked my toe?” I said in disbelief.
    He gave me a smirk. “I told you I could
make you feel good and keep your virginity intact.”
    “That didn’t feel good. That just felt
disgusting.” I dipped my foot in the water to wash off his saliva.
    And then he smiled a real smile
that showed teeth. “That’s because it was your toe.” He leaned in closer, and
his voice became quieter. “If you let me suck other parts of you, however…” A
single finger reached out to stroke down my thigh, and I watched it wide-eyed.
“Just let me show you–”
    I pushed him away in disgust,
remembering stories my mother told me of her seduction by her Mom’s boyfriends.
“Why does everything have to be about sex with you? Why can’t it be…?” I
clamped my mouth shut when I realized that I was about to start spewing out
romantic ideals and fairytales, but he knew anyway.
    He rolled his eyes. “Jesus, you want
romance, flowers. I haven’t got time for all that shit. I just want to get my
leg over. I’m being straight with you. You want me to tell you that I’ll call
you the next day or something? I probably won’t. I’m not like that.” He got to
his feet, and I lifted my hand to shield my eyes from the sun as I looked up at
him. “You ever want to lose your virginity to someone who knows what they’re
doing; I’m your guy. Come find me.”
    Then he dived into the water, and I was
left staring after him. I lay back down, bumping my head on the wood. Why
couldn’t I just be one of those girls who had sex for the sake of having sex?
Why did I need the fucking fairytale? A guy I liked wanted to have sex with me,
but I wouldn’t.  I was so boring.

Chapter Five
    Fires
were starting on the beach. On the opposite side from where I sat, Katrin was
nestled on Joseph’s lap. The stars and stripes of her bikini were pressed hard
up against his chest as she kissed him. It was hard not to watch. It wasn’t
long before she was getting to her feet and pulling him with her to lead him
away to the trees. He caught my eye, just briefly, before he followed.
    I looked away and sipped my drink. That
could have been me, up against the tree, bark scratching my bare ass as he
pounded hard at me. I shivered in distaste. I’d made the right decision, I
wanted romance, flowers…at the very least a bed.
    I lost track of time. I was drunk. In
the corner of my eye, I caught sight of Katrin, but it wasn’t until later that
Joseph appeared at my side. He must have been as drunk as I was, because he
stumbled down beside me, beer sloshing out of the bottle and onto my legs. He
was right in my space, his breath hot on my