Mara, raised around her great-grandmother’s pool, had learned to swim before she learned to talk, but her form paled next to the nymph, who seemed e...en more at one with the aquatic environment than even the water-loving Xantina. There was little doubt in Mara’s mind that La’isa could have easily vanished in a surge of graceful speed, but she floated along leisurely at Mara’s side.Recognizing that they were headed toward the other side of the lake – although thankfully angling away from the. I meant it to be a normal kiss. I know that sounds stupid. What's a normal kiss, after all? I guess that what I mean by that is that I meant it to be a kiss that lasted a couple of seconds and then ended, so we could talk some more. The talking part had been going really well, you know?But it wasn't that kind of kiss at all. Instead it turned out to be one of those "I hope you brought a lunch, because you're going to be here a while" kinds of kisses. In the first place, she had practiced. .Oh, and Ryan..”I was turning away but turned back to look up at her. She dropped the bath towel and smiled while I drank in the site of her gorgeous body. Christ! I could have leaped up those stairs and ravaged her on the spot. “Behave yourself, young lady” I said with mock seriousness.“Haha, you wish!” She ran off, giggling and I went back to the kitchen, grabbing a beer before setting off to town.The bus journey usually took around twenty minutes or so, it gave me a chance to relax and. I explained my route and where I hoped I would end up for the night, which happened to be in the far north of the country.That seemed to get the attention of Claire who came across and asked if she had heard me correctly and that I was going to this town in the north.I confirmed that I was and that I had other deliveries on the way.Claire asked if it were possible to give her a ride if she could get the rest of the day off as she was traveling to this town tomorrow and would be hitch hiking her.