Amazed as we didnt have our swimwear with us I told her not to be so cheeky she laughed and continued “who needs swim wear” I looked at her in dis...elief what did she mean “come on don’t be a meanie lets go skinny dipping” she laughed I couldn’t believe what she was saying but before I could reply she had removed her sweater and was taking off her jeans “hey what you doing” I asked she looked and laughed “come on join me and get in” then off came her bra... oh y god what a sight she is beautiful. It was funny, the more I’d tried to help her feel at ease and get rid of the nerves she’d seemed to be feeling just before, the more awkward I felt myself. Now she was asking me outright about having seen her sunbathing, and not even in a subtle way that would allow me to deny I’d seen her or question what she meant.‘Well,’ I said. ‘Of course I did. Why did you run back inside?’She stopped and blinked.I laughed. ‘Well, it’s nice to see,’ I continued, and then realized immediately how creepy it. As morbid as we both are, we don’t dare to even ask each other if this should be explored. Ancient headstones, plastic flowers of remembrance, and small mausoleums holding families of importance.We continue to walk slowly, hands intertwined, me squeezing gently and tenderly touching fingertips. Your thumb traces the inside of my wrist.The air is quite chilly now this darkening evening. Our breath is beginning to make small billowy ghosts in the air. We come upon the rows of mausoleums, each one. “Do you like house sitting?”“Oh, yes.”“And you’re very close to Laura, I mean, best of friends, right?“Yes, yes, we are...”“I wouldn’t want to do anything to lose that friendship. I don’t think you would either…What I’m trying to say about that email she sent you…don’t worry about it…I kind of found it…interesting…or rather exhilarating.”“You watched it!??!!”Art cleared his throat, “It was my camera I set up in her bedroom. She would spend a lot of time here, away from me and my estate and we.