My Swimming Trunks Have Been Sucked Off đź’«
And my swimming trunks were the first thing it tasted.
I decided I didn’t want them back. Some stories are better left where they happened—submerged, absurd, and told only to very close friends after three glasses of wine. My Swimming Trunks Have Been Sucked Off
Chloe swam in, shaking water from her ears. “Anyone want to go back out? The light is amazing.” And my swimming trunks were the first thing it tasted