blame the tequila
Send me "blame the tequila" and I'll use random.org to tell you what happened last night;
skinny dipping
--After days trekking through the woods, the humidity a thick, slopping haze that made her clothes stick to her body and her hair stand at odd ends, Aurora was ready for the pool they found in a little clearly.
Mulan was just behind her, but Aurora stripped without hesitation, tattering gown over her hair and dropping to the floor. She would be scrubbing it in the pool, but for now she would simply enjoy the sensation of a cool water over her abused skin.
She raced headlong towards the pool, a wild laugh escaping her. It was one of the few shows of joy she allowed herself. Aurora felt half a wod nymph with her bare feet slapping against wet earth. She dived headlong into the pool, disappearing beneath the crystalline surface of water. When she surfaced, she faced her friend, grin splitting her face.
She blinked. "Mulan? What is it? Your face is all red." She paddled closer to the water's edge. "Are you overheated? Come into the water."
