<div class="floatleft">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/f/fc/Mariam1.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Mariam Avery (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=207204.msg10253399#msg10253399)<br/><strong>Cabin:</strong>Demeter<br/><strong>Location:</strong>The Lake<br/><strong>Date/Time:</strong>Sept 25, 11am<del>Canoeing</del>Swimming<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Chester<br/><strong>Notes:</strong>Mood: Amused; Wearing: Pink crochet bikini top, jean shorts, bare feet<br/>(http://media.monsoon.co.uk/medias/sys_master/8905807134750.jpg?buildNumber=3549)<hr/><br/>"Both," she mused, pretending to consider it, "both is good. Yeah, we can do both. It'll only help you get better at it." Mariam nodded wisely, the conversation having become so saturated with innuendo it was crossing the line into ridiculous. Still, she continued along the same vein, mostly because it was amusing, and she always enjoyed having fun. Even cheesy fun like this. Tsking softly, she shook her head slowly, as though unsure she was going to be able to help him. "It sounds like you'll need a lot of practice, then," she commented, "it's a good thing I'm willing to sacrifice so much of my day for this. I have a feeling we might need it."<br/><br/>When he began to kick his feet, slowly guiding the two of them--and her overturned canoe--towards shore, Mariam shifted her legs beneath the water to do the same, tossing him another grin. "I think that sounds like a good idea," she agreed, "I'd hate for our lessons to be rudely interrupted. Lets head to the forest," Mariam suggested, "I have an idea." Winking, she released her grip on the canoe and started swimming towards shore, glancing back once at Chester to make sure he was following her before pushing towards shore. They hadn't been too far from the dock, and it didn't take long for her to reach it, using the ladder to climb up out of the water. Wringing water out of her hair, she grabbed a towel one of the other campers had left on the dock and quickly toweled herself dry, then reached out to grab Chester's hand. "C'mon," she urged, nodding her head up the dock, "let's get out of here." Tugging on his hand, she started up the dock, glancing over at the campers who were still busy canoeing and swimming to make sure no one was paying attention to them as they slipped off to the forest.<br/><br/>Continued here (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=208571.0#lastPost)