I wanted our bodies to be naked and touching.Some time in the middle of the night I came awake with the need for a bathroom. I was trying to decide if...it could wait and had about decided it couldn't when I felt Matt stir beside me. He opened his eyes and I leaned over and kissed him. "What time is it?" he asked."I have no idea," I replied, "I just woke up. Matt, I need to make a bathroom trip."After a second he said, "I do, too. I guess the lemonade has gone through us."We sat up and I started. It would have gone out the other side had it not hit the main gasoline tank. If the boat had been running on diesel, the shell may have gone through with only a fire, but after a long voyage, it was only half full of gas.The gas vapors mixed with the inrushing air from the tank rupture just as the shell exploded. A giant fireball filled the ocean where the boat once was. Junta jerked her stick up and to the right as she fought to avoid the pieces of the exploding vessel.After a perfect S loop. He pushed a bit further and let his chest become a wall at her back. When she didn't object he slowly slid a hand down her side, letting it come to rest on her hip. Still, she just kept moving with the beat. Aaron didn't usually push his luck with girls on the dance floor, but he couldn't help himself with her.On their own accord, Aaron's hands moved from her hips around to her belly and then continued on to her breasts. He teasingly brushed the taut peaks and then worked his way back down. She. "Hey, Ryan," he said,arms at his side. He always did that, unless someone was watching."How was movie club?"He stared ahead, figuring he'd say something or, even worse, cry if helooked at him. "Drama club. Fine." Did they like your storyboards?" Uh huh," he lied."That's great." His dad didn't push him any further. He plugged inhis earbuds and listened to Drake. "In My Feelings." (Look the new meis really still the real me/I swear you gotta feel me before they tryand kill me)It was already.