”She waded back out of the water and faced me while she removed her clothes. With the backlit moon I couldn’t see very much but what I could see�..... DAMN. She unbuttoned her blouse first. “I’ve heard a lot of good things about you.” Her blouse was tossed into the sand. She spun her skirt so she could reach the zipper and wiggled out of it. Her hips gyrating as she pulled it off her hips. The skirt slid to the ground. She stepped out with one leg and used the other foot to kick the skirt over to. Moira — it was Saralinda who made me realize a lot of things. She's so unafraid to love, even after all she's lost and and all she's gone through. Or rather, she may have fears about someday losing you or me or Jake, but she doesn't let that slow her down. She lives what she feels. Which made me realize that if running away from domestic bliss couldn't protect me from the fear of loss, then I should just go and love anyway, like Saralinda does. And if I can fear loss when I'm not 'settled. And I let her. By now I am enjoying all of this so much that I lost all care of what is happening. I just go with the feeling. She has my skirt and panties to the floor and I step out of them. And now I am as bare as she is. She holds both my hands and pulls me close so that our bodies are touching and our lips meet and our tongues. She whispers to me to come with her and pulls me by the hand down the hall toward the bedroom. As we pass the light in the hall, I can see her better. She. We had a nice two-bedroom duplex in an 18-unit complex about five blocks from the NJT railroad station, which was a real break, since it meant I could walk to the train, which meant a big cut in the car insurance, not to mention monster savings at the gas pump by virtue of many fewer visits.The complex was rectangular, with a pool and patio inside the box. Each apartment had its own entrance, as well as sliding doors opening onto the common area. There were a few other single parents in the.