According to wikipedia, the province of Zambales lies on the western shores of Luzon island along the West Philippine Sea. Its shoreline is rugged, and it features many coves and inlets. It is home to many natural marvels that you don't see any where else in the world. And the Anawangin Cove is one of such marvel, a hidden paradise that is virtually untouched by human development.

I was reading a blog about it on the drive here. It said, that because of Anawangin Cove's idyllic sceneries, it's considered to be a true paradise, a gem of nature's beauty; it is a crescent shaped cove with a pristine white sand beach; and what is unique about this place is the unusual riddle of the tall pine forest behind the beach, where one can find natural springs feeding to the sea; it's also a home to a number of bird species.

The ride coming here was one I would mark as the most exhilirating moment of my life. My 'husband', Blue, let me drive his Ferrari on the expressway. Normally, a Ferrari owner wouldn't just let anyone drive their precious car, let alone by someone who only has a student driving permit. But Blue is in love, I think.

I'm just assuming! Hello!

Midterm week is over. It was fine, I think. But the lot of the high school idiots take it too seriously. I doubt their scores on the exams would matter when they apply for a job as a Starbucks barista in Dubai. But Cece and I did fine, I supposed. She was rather, different tho, like she's lost in her own little world. But she's Cece, she can perfect an exam even when she's asleep.

The kiss on that one uneventful Tuesday nightm - kidding, it was eventful - wasn't the last for me and my betrothed. Blue was even more attentive the rest of the week, romantic even. He'd give me a single daffodil flower every morning the entire midterms week.

It was strange, usually if something like this happens, news and rumors will spread and I will be trending on twitter. But as it has always been, there never was an issue spread about Blue ever. Or maybe I am too insignificant that while it is publicly known that Blue has been kissing me around the school, no one bothered to make me the center of attention. Which was fine, being kissed by my biggest long time crush is all I ever want.

I start to wonder tho, what all these means. It's like the elephant in the room, except the meaninful grins and smirks and shy smiles that we share, Blue and I haven't talked about what is going on between us yet. Which was fine again, because I don't know what to make of it yet myself. I'm too young to be legally wedded at this point.

And because I now have a thing with last year's Yuletide King, I was invited to attend this End-Of-Hell Week Soiree organized by the who's-who of our campus. They do this the weekend after every exam weeks.

I know because they've been having this for sometime now, like it's been passed on from High School Batches to Batches. I saw enough about it on Juris' instagram, she was invited last year even though she was still a junior, but well, she's Juris Claire Contrata.

Blue invited me and Cece last Thursday for the soiree; Princess Cece, of course, wasn't keen on joining such exuberant activity but since it was also announced that she is going to be one of the country's representative to a prestigious international math competition, Blue and I was able to convince her that it's a cause for a celebration. If Cece didn't say yes, I wouldn't have either. These people are not my kind of people, they are too cool and too fun for me to even belong; Cece will be my safe zone.

This soiree is hosted by Zeus de Leon this time, the biggest jerk in school. Again, like dad said, you are the life you live. Zeus comes from a dynasty of politicians in this province, his father is now the governor of the province. No wonder he's the King of Jerks. But fine, I must have enough tolerance of him since he's hosting us.

Anawangin Cove is a popular tourist spot, but Zeus' dad had it closed this weekend at the behest of his jerk of a son. Be nice Mecky. The camps are set up already, there will be a bonfire tonight, food and beers and liquors are already in the campsite, according to Blue.

Blue parks his Ferrari at an open spot in the courtyard of De Leon's private beach resort near the cove. There's an oppulent rotunda in the middle of this large entry courtyard, several cars are already parked around. This is not a beach house, it's a palace.

There is an insanely lavish entryway or lanai in front of the house, with, probably, mahogany wood wide floors bridging on top of an artificial pond with large-leave plants on the sides. At the end of it, I see a giant expensive double wooden door.

I now see Cece arriving in his brother's black Ford F-350, and a blue Nissan Skyline GT-R RB26 follows on convoy. All four of Cece's brothers came to deliver their precious little princess to me. It wasn't such a hard sell for them to let Cece go with me, but I don't understand why they all have to go now. I suspect they are heading somewhere else after dropping Cece - and Balong.

Archibald Dickinson is probably the richest kid in school, but he doesn't like cars, he takes the public jeepney everyday to school, and now he hitched with Cece to get here. How he got invited is a mystery to me, nobody likes him, except Cece, and fine, I can tolerate him. But being the richest, perhaps, has also put him in some kind of a rank in the school's Student Significance Tiers.

"Are you ready?" Blue asks as he turns off the engine of the car.

I adjust my large square eye glasses, "Yea. Cece's here now."

Since there is salty seawater involved today, I decided to wear my graded eye glasses instead of my contact lenses. I can survive without either, but I'm more comfortable when my vision is at its clearest.

I'm getting myself a little used to it, since Blue has been kissing all over the campus, but still I'm taken by surprise when Blue leans in and kisses me, 'What was that for?" I ask.

"What was what?"

"The kiss?"

"Are you tired of it?"

I pause. No, I'm not. Definitely not!

But I can't get myself to say it so I smile, a ticklish mousy smile. I think he gets it, he can kiss me every second of the day and I'm never gonna get tired of it.

I greet Cece's brothers as they all come out of the car, particularly one of them, "Handsome car kuya Jako! Told ya, the RB26DETT beats the SR20DET any day."

He let out an agreeing smile, "Can't agree more. I was a little torn at first. But you're right. A turbocharged 6-cylinder is the ride to paradise. Thanks for that tip!"

"Anytime."

Everyone says their niceties. Kuya Jared and Balong is in an alternating banter for awhile, and then the four Knights of Cece leaves. Now, the four of us youngsters left enters the palace. The interior is as grand as its entrance, it's got huge open space, large pillars, super high ceilings, with modern luxurious furnitures.

But I don't have the time to check around anymore because we need to get to the dock outside, we are taking someone's yacht to get us to the cove; taking a boat is the common way to get to the cove unless you're willing to hike the mountain for a full day. Blue is holding my hand since we got off the car. Cece, however, is oblivious to it. Oh Cece.

"Whose yacht are we taking?" Balong asks not directed to anyone. But I suppose only Blue could answer him.

"Luis's. Luis Dragano? He's in Zeus' class," he answers. Blue looks at me like he's only interested in me.

I've heard of Luis Dragano, he's the son of one of the university chancellors. I've seen him naked a lot, and he's got a full and firm bubble butt.

We walk on the dock and into the yacht, I see two speedboats on the side that I know will be used as well, as Blue told me earlier in the car. There is already a party going on, and it's only 10:35 in the morning. We enter the interior lounge of the yacht, I see a table of hors d'oeuvres on one side and a champaign tower on another side. I see everyone chatting, already in their swimming outfits.

I look at Cece and I instantly know we are the two person here who doesn't belong. If I have an inconsistent fashion style, Cece has an unspeakable terrible fashion sense, or she doesn't have one at all. Her outfits are never a match, like she took something off from her wardrobe and that's it, no planning at all. Her clothes are not bad, they actually are trendy, it's just Cece's styling sense is off the scale, non-existent in this planet. Now, she's wearing a Lilac printed skater dress with a lavender cardigan, not really that bad today.

I'm wearing a yellow off-shoulder lightly loose crop top that I matched with white-wash cut-off jeans. I tied a flannel shirt around my waist too because I don't feel confident enough. I can wear this at the pub without worry, but rich-kid girls have a notorious backstabbing sense against body fats or body skin - not that I have body fats or rough skin. Cece likes my skin, she would comment how smooth and fair I am, as if she isn't even more.

Some of the girls here are in tiny bathing suits already. I have mine on, and I'm still building enough courage to pull it off when it's time that I jump into the water.

I see Marvie Magdangal outside with Beks Agustin and Joey Lina, sipping champagne. I want to catch up with them, but I think not yet, I need to warm myself up first. I find it a little funny to see Beks go a little fancy tho, I know he hates this kind of fancy stuff too.

I also see Loki Lajondajo looking like a beach boy in the 1950s, Balong just walks up to him.

I see three of my classmates, Bed Madrigal, Hardine Uy and Mix Castro hanging out with Mix's sister, Mitty who's also with Yoona Eloy. They're probably having a meeting about their secret book club in the library; except Mix, I often see the four of them girls coming out of the restricted door.

I ask Cece that we go out of the lounge and chill on the side deck. Blue is nowhere now. Then I see Pink Lorde, the gay Queen of the campus, I mean literally, he was Yuletide Queen last year despite not being female, and he was only a junior date of a 12th grader. He leaps into one of the speedboats while being supported by Jester Wago, the second biggest jerk in school. But I'm quite impressed that Jester is gentleman enough to assist the Queen P.

Kid Dakila, the up and coming basketball star is also in the speedboat with Pink and Jester.

Then I see Juris with her bestfriend, Magnum, or more like her dog pet, walking on the dock towards the other speedboat where Grey Cristiano has jumped in. Grey is the ultimate girlcrush tomboy in the campus, even I have a crush on her/him.

I look at Cece who's looking afar, like she's thinking about something deep, maybe about the evolution of mankind or the theory of relativity, because I know she's not so interested about these people, I bet some of them she doesn't know at all.

"Mr. President! Where are you? Can we go now?" In his best jerk way, Zeus pops in loud with Luis beside him, I don't know where they just came from.

Zeus is hot alright, muscles and all, he's topless, wearing a very short yellow summer bathing suit and obviously no underwear inside it. Despite being the biggest jerk, he's still a collection worthy so I know the full glory of his dangling bulge. I see a lot of familiar bulges around too.

But I don't care about them now. Blue pops out of nowhere as well and answers Zeus' question. We are waiting for three more but we are leaving now, Blue decides that the speedboat can just pick up the late arrivals later. With all these superior personality rich kids, I don't know who's the boss of this trip. But my Blue does have an influence over everyone, like any smart politician should.

"Are you sure, Blue, there's a toilet? I'm a terrible girl scout," Cece asks worriedly. The speedboats has just left and now the yacht is moving.

Blue simpers and smile, "Yes, Cece. There are those.. portable blue toilets? There are also portable showers. It's not really pre-installed there, the cove doesn't have a proper toilet at all, but Zeus provided some this time, so the girls won't be in so much trouble. But this is camping, Cece."

Cece pouted. Oh, Cece and her sweet little face.

Yes. We are camping for the night. All tents are already set up, according to Blue. We all just have to come in and have fun. The weather is pleasantly good today, not humid and the sun is hidden in the clouds.

Blue is topless now, I don't know want happened to his shirt earlier but I hope it's gone forever. His muscles are not bulky or massive, just the perfect tones and curves. His chest is delicious, his nipples are mouthwatering and his abs - dear God - I don't lust on people, not even Bench Panelo or Ryan Gosling, but Blue.. he can be an exception today. I just want to lick him already. He's wearing a mint green classic style bathing shorts, his bulge is delectably visible, but the good thing is, he's wearing briefs inside, I can see the Versace garter out. I doubt his shorts can hold his coke in can in place properly if he isn't wearing briefs.

Everything the blog said is true, it is very seldom in my life that I see such perfect beauty of nature. I've seen pine trees and beautiful forests in the US but this place is quite reminiscent of that familiar beauty. There really is nothing else like this here in the Philippines, it's breathtaking.

Everyone is camped out now, Cece and I choose a tent in a cozy area near the marsh that right now looks like a lagoon. There are more tents than there are of us, I don't get it. But at least, it gives us more choices.

The pine forest in background feels private, serene, and quiet. I smell the trees, the seawater, the natural air of nature. We just had an amazing lunch meal too, with an abundance of king crabs, lobsters, shrimps, grilled salmon, baked oysters; we also had wagyu beefs and roasted chickens; grilled, blanched, and/or smoked eggplants, okra, tomatoes, potatoes; then we had mangoes, watermelons, coconuts, strawberries and grapes; and then more fish for sushis and sashimis; the food was enough to feed the people of Africa. But I know, rich people likes everything in abundance. Nevertheless, Cece and I enjoyed the lots of it, and the poor rich girls could only eat some because they worry about their figures.

Now, I relax. I chill out in one of the quilted hammocks hanging between trees, I observe the pine trees around me and the mountains on one side. This is life.

"I like a girl who loves to eat," Blue pops in. He's still topless. I'm thirsty for him.

I shy a little for being such a glutton - ok that's an exaggeration - I just had a little too much of food for the size of my body. I laugh wryly, "I think I've eaten more than enough for a week. I'm so full. But that was an incredible lunch tho. One of my best."

He chuckles, then he stands and leans on a pine tree in front of me, his bulge is too much for my eyes, "You and Cece are the only two girls here who'd say that. But you eat really good. I enjoyed watching you."

"That doesn't sound like a compliment -- "

"No! I mean, you look appetizing. Makes me want to eat more too," he grimaces at what he just said.

I scrunch up my face, "Now, that sounds lewd!" We both laugh.

"Hey, want to walk with me? Burn a little of those calories?"

"More like cholesterols!" I jest.

I look at Cece in a distance who is chatting with Balong, and he always entertains Cece so I think they'll be fine, "But yea, sure." Of course, I'd walk with Blue.

Blue and I walks towards the far side of the pine forest. He is being insufferably romantic, the way he touches me, his smile and his gazes, like we are voiceless characters in a romantic music video.

I can't help too but steal ogles on his physique; his broad shoulders make my knees quiver, and his creamy white skin is delicious. He looks so clean, like, I can probably lick him all over - Ok, that's disgusting.

His hand intertwined with mine feels so soft, like he hasn't done much hard physical work in his life. I'm not really a fan of Disney, and Frozen is the only princess movie that got me a bit interested, but Blue, however, is indeed, a true-to-life prince charming.

"When did you moved here in the Philippines? I heard from Cece you were born in the US." Blue asks randomly while we walk into this picturesque stream somewhere out of the pine forest, it has different types of trees here but just as beautiful too. The water stream is not deep and there are a lot of rocks and stones in varying sizes, our feet are wet. Good thing I changed into gladiator slippers.

"Couple of weeks before my 10th birthday. It was a December, so about, almost nine years? Nine, this coming December," I answer.

"You told me that first night at the pub, like, you lived in a ranch? I'm not sure, really, if I heard you right. Whiskey.. But that sounds like a cool life. Why leave?"

I'm hesitant, what do I tell him? "Yes. My dad owned 35,000 acres of ranch land. That's where I grew up, in Maryville, Tennessee." I feel a little uneasy now.

He presses a smile and nods, "No wonder, sometimes you look like a cowgirl." We both chuckles. "I'm sorry, I don't mean to pry, but.. is it because your dad -- err.." he continues, careful.

I decide to share a little, I sigh light, "It's a huge part of it. Everything was no longer the same. It was really hurting my mom. My 9-year old little heart was hurting big too. We needed a change," I answer, trying to keep it non-chalant.

It's not the full story, I know. But I never feel comfortable sharing the dark moments of my life with anyone. I'm not even comfortable remembering about it. Cece knows tho.

"So, how was it? Being a ranch cowgirl?" he asks with a tone of humor.

I giggle, "The best times of my life. But looking back now, it wasn't that idyllic as a lot of people would think. You know, being on a horseback, silhouetted against a glowing sunset or a majestic mountain, it wasn't really that fancy. It was a lot of work, dirty works. My dad would say that being a rancher is like being a quail, something is always after you. You have to be vigilant and keep watch on the water, the pastures, the grass, the weather, the predators, the fences, the market, the bills, the tax collector and the list goes on. We breed horses, we had about 200 of them. We also sell livestocks, we're largely a cow-calf operation. We raise cross-bred Brahman-Brangus cattles and Angus-Charolais bulls. But we also had about 950 sheeps. It was a never ending work."

"At 9 years old, you are already working the ranch?" he asks, impressed. We are now heading into a rocky part of the cove.

I smile wryly and laugh under my nose, "I was 7 and I was already herding the sheeps on a horseback. Even at a very young age, I pretty much know all the work to be done around. That's how I grew up. I don't do all of it, of course, there are limits to what my little hands can do. But I'm always following my dad wherever he goes. Then he would give me tasks like moving the cattles from pasture to pasture, or cleaning the horse's keep, or pen the cattles and bulls or help bale the hays. My dad taught me to be a half veterinarian, half feeder, half babysitter to the animals, and half a carpenter and a fixer. 'Cuz that's pretty much all you do all year round."

"Wow. I never thought that way about you. I thought, you are just this.. shy, introverted girl with interesting fashion style, always following Cece. I didn't realise you've had your hands dirty doing heavy works," he says.

Now we stop in a rocky shoreline on this isolated part of the cove. He looks at me with an intensifying passion. I think my blood is boiling right now, I feel heat all over my body.

I gaze at him then shortly, I shy my face down, which made me feel even more sizzling because now I'm looking at his bulge - his abs first then his bulge. I stay at it, gaping at his bulge, I don't know why I can't lift my face up to him. But I sense him gaping at me too.

"Can I kiss you, Mecky?" he asks, I look up, his expression is charmingly soft.

But asking now, seriously? He's been kissing me all around the school for two weeks now without my permission! I may not be a bitch but I feel like a whore. And I love it. I have no complains about him kissing me at all.

"Now you asks? I thought you'd never asks," I reply, rolling my eyes.

He chuckles.

Then - thank you, heaven! - he touches my face, lightly stroking my cheeks. He leans in and gives me a gentle fluid kiss. It is perfect, of course, it is perfect. It is perfect!

We are standing on a wide rock with a semi-flat surface, the bright blue sky is above us, I smell the salty breeze of the sea and the wet rocks around us, I hear the pounding of water against the big rocks and I can hear birds chirping from the forest.

This is romantic, I feel butterflies about to come out of my stomach. Blue pulls me closer, our lips still glued, he put his one hand on my waist while his other one kneading the side of my face. I can taste him minty, sweet, savory, then - as the japanese would call it - I taste umami. My heart melts, almost as my hand. I'm lightly pressing my one hand on his abs, and it's moving on it's own feeling the buns of Blue's tempting abs. Time is becoming irrelevant, I think we'll be ending this kiss a century later. This is just incredible, tongue and all.

After a few more of our making outs, small chats about our lives, and even more making out all over the rough rocky shore, we head back to the camp. I see Cece reading a book in one of the hammocks facing the beach; Balong is nowhere to be found; some of the group is also elsewhere; and I see the three late arrivals now.

There's Gel Tancio talking to his master, or queen majesty, Pink Lorde. They have like a power-puff gay group in which Pink is the leader.

I also see Mogs Dakila, whose mother is a famous and controversial television host/celebrity, walking towards the beach side, and I think towards the speedboat.

In the boat I see, to my surprise, Zero Dantes, topless, tattoed and in his black boardshorts. I didn't expect him to join this group, I've always notice him keeping himself to his own. Zero looks at me surprised too, then he smiles. Everybody thinks he's like a black sheep, snob and arrogant, but I see something soft in him, that he's not such an awful angry guy at all. I smile back at him, then he jerks his head signaling me to join them in the boat. Grey is also in the speedboat, I think she will be driving.

Blue leaves me as I head towards Cece. She's changed her outfit now, a matching off-shoulder crop top and a long maxi skirt with lotus prints on it. It isn't that bad, if not for the crop top that shows her collar bones and shoulders, and her waist and flat abs, she would look like a church girl again with her maxi skirt.

I sit with her in the hammock and she cuddles clingy again. We just smile at each other, no talk - she's a 'no talk' when reading a gruesome murder or mystery/thriller novel. This angelic of a princess has some weird interests as well.

Blue returns with a waterboard clutched under his arm, "We're going wateboarding. Let's go?" He asks, more commanding than asking.

I look at Cece who looks at Blue, then the speedboat, then me; I just want to pinch her rosy innocent cheeks right now, "Let's go?" I ask her.

She isn't expecting to be asked because I know she wouldn't go. "Nah. This has lots of cliffhangers, I can't keep myself off of it. You go. I'll just read here," she replies.

I look up at Blue, he makes an expression like it should be expected of Cece. I look at Cece again, feeling a little sorry for her missing some possible great adventures. But I let her be, whatever makes her happy.

"Ok. Just.. don't internalise the book too much, ok? I don't want you go murdering us all tonight," I jest. We all laugh.

I accept Blue's hand and we jogtrot to the speedboat. Grey, Mogs, Zero, Blue and I do our little Hellos and smiles of Hi then I'm in to the speedboat. Mogs jumps down to help Blue push the speedboat to the deeper part of the beach, then they jump in. Grey is driving. Mogs turns on the speaker with Zero's ipod, now it plays a country song by Luke Bryan.

It seems these four guys - yes, including Grey - are the 'good friends' amongst this group of rich kids. They are all very comfortable with each other, chatting, joking and simply sitting side by side. Zero and I are sharing relax gazes and would chat a little as well. But I think he respects Blue's boundary, I'm after all, Blue's girl, or as I would assume so.

I'm sitting beside Blue at the back side of the boat, his arm is wrapped around my shoulder, and since he's topless and I'm on a tiny off-shoulder crop top, we are almost skin to skin. I can feel the warmth of his body. He would stroke his fingers lightly on my arm, then he would lean in and peck a kiss on the edge of my jaw down to my shoulder joint.

As we reach a descernible distance from the beach, the three boys starts to set the rope and the board for their water activity idea. I now see the panoramic view of the crescent beach with the stunning background of the pine forest and the mountains behind it, and it's sensationally scenic. I thank myself for being such a whore and letting Blue just kiss me around, otherwise, I wouldn't have been invited here. Ok, I'm not really a whore.

"I know you lived in a ranch with horses, cattles and all, but do you swim?" Blue jestingly asks.

I roll my eyes, "We also had two lakes within the land. My dad threw me into it when I was five. So I had no choice but to learn to swim."

"Cool. Your dad is crazy no?" he jests, I giggle.

First, it is Zero who jumps off the boat with the board. Then Grey speeds up the boat and Zero starts floating on water. He's good at it too doing some exhibitions. Then, as the excitement rises, Zero switches with Mogs, then later with Grey.

It looks so fun, so Blue asks me if I'd want to try it and I am not one to back off from crazy dangerous activities, so I say yes. Blue teaches me the basics, then I get some useful tips from Zero and Mogs as well, and shortly after, I am in the water getting myself afloat. It's exhilirating, thrilling, and surprisingly I get the hang of it quickly. Blue gives me more than enough time before he takes his turn.

And Blue is a grand master. He's like a young poseidon, aqueously hot floating above the water. He's flying too, doing some crazy twists and turns that thrills the rest of us watching him.

After several cycles of turns amongst the fives of us, we rest on the boat, letting ourselves dry up. I took off my top and shorts earlier, leaving me only in my bikini, before I jumped into the water. Now I wear back my clothes. I think Blue was particularly thrilled to see me just in bikini, so I kept giving him delighted grins and smirks. I'm not too concerned looking almost naked, I feel fine about my body, I know I've got curves, not that I try to be hot and seductive but dragon Mecky do have some fire in her.

After few more laughs, chats, and a bit of a side tour with the speedboat, we head back to the beach. The sun is now half way to it's resting place. I see the group preparing for the night, the bonfire and the dinner. I also see Cece making friends with Marvie which makes me smile. Marvie is nice, she's like another good daughter, too polite and has a childlike persona but not naive or innocent, unlike Cece.

We have another feast prepared for dinner under a banana leaves. Again, we have crabs, lobsters and shrimps, but we have more grilled fishes, veggies and a wider variety of fruits.

Whoever prepared this feast must know that Cece and I are coming, because again, we both filled our bellies with all the food we could grab. Blue eats with me and we would feed each other like we are this sweet'ol couples. Cece is oblivious, as always, but Balong, I notice, has his typical face of disgust when he sees a happy couple. The rest are busy about their own selves.

I feel too full now. I think I am going to have a moment with the toilet at midnight tonight. The bonfire is being lighted up, and everyone looks like they're having fun. Juris, as always, is on her phone, most likely doing her instagram stories.

I haven't checked my phone since I walked with Blue after lunch. Now I think, I'll take some walks again before joining the bonfire circle.

"Hey. Where are you going?" Blue catches me up heading to another direction.

I turn my head to him, "To take a walk. I'm so full again. I want to go there, the edge of the beach, it's lighted up so should be fine," I answer.

Thankfully, Zeus, or maybe his dad, also set up generator lights all over the place, so it is not so dark tonight; there's nothing here at all, except for the two empty huts.

"I better go with you then. I worry the sea monster will steal you from me," Blue quips.

I chuckle, "Yea. Sure." I reply short.

But wait, steal me from him? Oh Blue! You are so -- !

We are quite far from everyone now. It's a lot more quiet in here, except for the owls and some other forest sounds that you only hear at night.

Blue and I sits on a rocky part on this corner of the beach, our feet are wet from the low level water. I reckon, we are now on the tip of the crescent shape of the cove. The sky is completely clear with all the billions of stars up above twinkling over us. Ironically, the moon is in a crescent shape as well.

"Are you having fun so far?" Blue asks. We are sitting too close with each other so he taps my knee with his.

I smile. I think, my moments with him will forever be etched in my memory. "So far it's fun. Thanks for inviting," I sway a litle and bump my shoulder lightly against him.

"I actually just wanted to invite Cece, but since you were there.. well, I've got no choice, don't I," he teases.

I chuckle, "Cece and I are a package deal. Sorry." I jest. Then he leans in and kisses me on the corner of my mouth. I smile shy.

He lays his hand on my naked thigh then he looks up the sky. I look at him and I think I am truly inlove with Blue now. Then, he looks at me too and let out a smile that I swear, I birthed a new star in the galaxy.

Damn this Prince Charming and his dimples!

"I thought seeing you at the pub mixing alcohol would be the most surprising thing I'd see you do. But waterboarding like a pro for the first time? That's another Mecky! Are you sure you are not hiding some alter-ego of a superhero or wonder woman? It's crazy to discover these new things about you."

I let out a big delighted grin. I'm not really trying to be someone else at school, I just don't want to be identified. But sometimes, dragon Mecky surprises me too, because right now, I don't know what it is getting into me and my head, "You want to do something even crazier?" I ask, a little ecstatic about my idea.

"What?" he looks at me as I stand up. I walk towards the hidden part of this edge. Blue follows.

Then I turn towards him again, I look at him with intent, "Let's go skinny dipping. I've always wanted to do that. But I always think its silly and stupid. But I want to be silly and stupid right now," I say, ecstatic, confident and fun.

Blue is stunned. I smile even more confident, "Scared of the ocean at night?" I dare.

Then I take off the tank top that I changed into earlier, then also my new cut-off denims. I'm in my bikini now.

I look at his face still stunned and baffled, "Skinny dipping, you mean --" he cut himself and shakes his head confused.

"Yes. I mean naked," I answer.

Then I walk two steps ahead of him towards the ocean, pulls off the tie straps of my bikini, put both pieces on the high rock beside me, leaving me completely naked with Blue behind me.

I trot towards the deeper part of the water. The sea is calm but we've been warned that sometimes, the water rises up high-tide and the sea bed is inconsistent. I think it'll be fine. I have no other agenda but to be silly and stupid tonight. Truthfully, I've been wanting to do this for sometime, I don't care who I'd be with, it could be Cece or Bal -- no, not Balong, never.

Not long later, Blue also follows. I saw a glimpse of him taking off his shorts, now he is swimming towards me. I swim far out further and let him swim after me. He catches me, I feel his cold hand under water grasping a part of my waist, and then we are too close for any space to even exist. Our feet are kicking underneath but I feel so much of his body and his skin; this time, his one arm is wrapped around me and his one hand is on my face, caressing it.

"Where have you been, Mecky? Why haven't I met you before? Why just now?" he whispers.

I put both my arms around his neck, with one caressing the back of his head, "Because you weren't looking at me. I see you but you never see me back," I whisper back.

Then we kiss, long and passionate. I don't know if it's the romantics of the stars, the magnetic energy of the moon, or the natural human in me, I'm feeling that my body is willing to surrender to Blue tonight, all of me for him.

And I feel him too, something hard and thick is poking me underneath, and I know it's not an eel or an octopus. It's Blue's unevironmentally-friendly coke in can poking me hard below the water.

We're past the seconds now, we are kissing for minutes - not just kissing, we are making out, naked, in the water. He's very skillful, his hands matches the thrilling sensations from his lips. I feel he wants me, he wants to be inside me.

My heart is pounding, I don't feel my throat dry but I feel thirsty, like I want more of him, his lips, his tongue, his saliva. Ok, thinking about the saliva is disgusting, but he just taste so good. We are not stopping, I don't want him to stop either. I'm probably a glutton, and he's my dessert.

Centuries later, while I now feel his full hardness, nudging and poking me underneath, Blue pulls out from our kiss. I ache a little but I know I also need a breather. He rests his forehead against mine, our eyes bored into each other's, "What are you doing to me, Mecky?" he whispers.

It wasn't my plan to make you hard.

"Why, what am I doing to you?" I whisper back.

He snickers, "First, I'm hard," he jests, I laugh. "And then, I don't know. You're kind of a surprise I never expected to have."

I smile demure, "Isn't that what a surprise is? You're not suppose to expect it."

His eyes glint with something I don't recognise, "I'm not a fan of surprises. I have no control over it," he says, dominant.

"I don't take you for a control freak. Are you?"

His expression turns domineering, "Control is the only consistent thing about me."

I'm back in my tent now. After few more kisses and making out in the water, Blue decided that we head back to the campfire. He turned a little domineering after our short conversation, like I accidentaly turned on the control switch and he became bossy of me. We swam and walked back to our clothes together, oblivious to the fact the we were both naked. But before we got into our clothes, Blue kissed me a little forceful again, dominant, like it's a new side of him I never knew before. Then it led to several minutes of make out session, our bodies gliding against each other, naked and against a giant rock. He was hard again, I see him full and thick, trimmed and all, all visible under the moonlit night. But he didn't do anything further. Which was totally fine with me too, I didn't plan to be a loose whore tonight or ever.

I check my phone. I have several messages from RJ asking me random questions, I smile. I miss him. I cooked breakfast for him this morning, but I don't know, I miss him, I always miss him. So I decide to call.

He answers a little snotty, typical of him. I hear my dad's voice in the background, I realise RJ and mom must be watching another video of dad. I recognise the voice and the video. It was when dad was recording their trip to the US for the first time. They were at a coffee shop in an airport layover, Mom was already pregnant with me that time, and she wasn't on the mood for dad's coquettishness so she would snap at dad who was annoyingly frisky but still charming. Their videos of this trip are some of my favorites.

I ask RJ how his day has been, he loves telling me the story of his great adventure for the day. I listen, I react when he expects me too, but I just let him talk. He passes the phone to mom and we chat a little, then we bid our I love yous and goodbyes.

I think, from naked dragon Mecky, normal ordinary Mecky is back now. I decide to join the campfire, but as I fix up my things inside the tent, the Theology book falls out. I realise it's dumb that I brought this book, but I found something interesting about it and I wanted to share it with Cece. I've checked page 69 but it has a riddle that I don't get, I think maybe Cece can.

(The duration of a dash is equal to the time for three dots. A space between parts of the same letter is equal in duration of one dot. A space between two letters is equal in duration to three dots and a space between two words is equal to the length of five dots. Who, what, where, when am I?)