~Part 1 | Section 6~
Cindy and I rode our bikes through the town passing people who wore shades and big hats and kids who chased each other around with their ice cream in their hand. The summer air felt harsh as it blew into my face and suffocated me with its power. I tried my best to keep my head down but I didn't want to make it seem like I was staring at Cindy's butt that was right in front of me.
As we maneuvered around buildings and took short cuts in the alleys, I was wondering where she was taking me but I didn't ask because I didn't want to be annoying. I just continued to move my legs up and down with little to no effort over the rocky ground that soon changed into a trail with grass surrounding us.
A few minutes after that, there was a lake in the distance that appeared to be sparkling due to the illusion of the sunlight and the next thing I knew, Cindy hopped off and ditched her bike. I came into a slow stop and placed my bike against the nearest tree.
I watched as she unbuckled her pants and pulled them down to her ankles, exposing her lace underwear.
"Aye, woah! What are you doing?"
She kicked off her pants and turned to me with a smile. "I'm about to swim. Want to come with?"
"I don't have a bathing suit."
She rolled her eyes and let out a soft chuckle. "Who said you need one?" She pulled off her top and her breasts were free from their hold.
I immediately covered my eyes and turned my head the other way. I was waiting to hear her jump in the water or something crazy but instead, I heard the rustling of the tree leaves and the tweeting of the birds. Then I heard the grass swish and swish followed by Cindy's soft voice.
"So you're really not getting in?" She asked as she wrapped both of her soft hands around my wrists. I felt her tugging at them a bit but I used my strength to keep my hands over my eyes.
"Cindy, what are you doing? I can't look at you with your shirt off."
"You men walk around her with your shirts off all the time so why can't I do the same?"
"I don't know."
"Just take your hands down and stop being a baby."
I sighed and allowed her to remove my hands from my face. I made sure to keep my eyes above her chin so I stared respectfully in her eyes but she lustfully looked away. Her eyes roamed over my face. It started at my nose and then traveled down to my lips which soon met her's with a peck. I immediately took a step back.
"I'm sorry, I-"
"Cindy, I'm gay! Like gay as fuck gay! The I like dick gay! Gay!"
She placed her hand on her chest and then let out a sigh of relief. "Good! I was thinking that I was ugly to you or something. Man, that would've been embarrassing. I kind of had a feeling you were gay though."
"What are you talking about?"
"Just know that I'm good with a detecting a gay." She turned away and then ran towards the lake. "Woohoo!" She exclaimed before she leaped into the water.
I just stood there and I touched my lips. I was still shocked about what just happened and how she pretended like everything was just fine.
I walked up closer to the lake and took a seat on the grass. I watched Cindy as she swam around; I felt like she was bragging about her skills. Not wanting to stare at her too long, I started to pick at the grass just so the wind could take away the strands from my hands.
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