Swimming laps.

Subject: Swimming laps. Fri Sep 24, 2010 1:22 pm

I was wearing a a black and silver polka dotted bikini. My flat belly was dark brown, like the rest of my African-American body, but it was considerably lighter toned than my arms and legs. I grab my thick hair and swish it up into a messy bun. One of my toes touches the water lightly, and before I can lose control, and chicken out of the cold water; I dive in. Cold water rushes around me, and I shiver. I consider climbing out and forgetting my perfect idea of a morning workout, but I decide to abandon that idea, and swim. The muscles in my calfs, perfectly formed, propell me gracefully through the water. I swim back and forth, wondering when there would be someone worth meeting.

{Cori}

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"Watch out below!" I dive off the high dive, arching my back and making a large splash as I hit the water. I come up and spit water in my sister's face. "Perfection," I say about the cool water, and I dive under again, opening my eyes even though the chlorine stings.

Subject: Re: Swimming laps. Mon Oct 04, 2010 8:36 pm

I laugh and while she is under I grab her head in a mock head lock, holding her under. I let her go, and slide under the water, pulling on her legs instead.

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I gurgle, looking around. I swim deeper, pulling her down with me. Down, down, down, down, down, thirteen feet or more. Finally I can't take it anymore. With a burst of energy, I shoot to the surface, gasping as air fills my lungs. "I didn't use to need oxygen at all," I muse quietly. "Now my life depends on it."

Subject: Re: Swimming laps. Fri Oct 08, 2010 10:41 pm

I pop to the surface a moment after her, and rub my head. My lungs burned with a good type of pain, and my head felt ready to burst, but I just smile. Crazy huh? I ask her.

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"Completely." I agree, and then splash her in the face. "Gotcha!" I shriek, diving under and streaking away.

Subject: Re: Swimming laps. Wed Oct 13, 2010 10:02 pm

I spurt water, and dive after her. Roxy's feet are right in front of my nose, and I grab them. Then I stop swimming, and just let her pull me.

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"Gaa," I gurgle, thrashing. I pump my arms until I am motoring all over the pool. I glance up and see the lifeguard looking straight at us and our spectacle. I sink beneath the bubbles, shaking with laughter.

Subject: Re: Swimming laps. Wed Oct 13, 2010 10:14 pm

I stick my tongue out at the hot life gaurd. Diving back under, I push off the wall, and swim in the opposite direction of my twin.

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I climb out of the water and scale the ladder to the high dive again. Then I leap off, craving the moment right before you hit the water, feeling like you couldn't fall anymore. Like you were weightless.

Subject: Re: Swimming laps. Thu Oct 21, 2010 7:57 pm

I back peddal away from the diving board, and wait for the thrill of the splash. Who knew water could be so fun!?

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I hit the water in a tight dive, slipping deep beneath the surface. Then I start to lose oxygen and have to kick hard towards the light. I take a quick breath and then look around for my sister.

Subject: Re: Swimming laps. Tue Nov 30, 2010 10:24 pm

I drift around the pool calmly on my back, thinking about stars. I wonder why water wasn't on any of them.

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"He is hot," I murmur, staring at the lifeguard.

Subject: Re: Swimming laps. Thu Dec 02, 2010 10:00 pm

I take a peek at the life gaurd, and see his ripped out chest and muscular arms. He looked like Rocket. I smile, and elbow her. Ohhhhhh. I see....Let's go talk to him. I say swimming over to the edge of the pool, and hopping out, shaking water droplets off my body.

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I follow her, hissing, "What if we just pretended to drown.."

Subject: Re: Swimming laps. Thu Dec 02, 2010 10:33 pm

I stop suddenly, a huge grin stretching across my face. Thats genius. You do it, you saw him first. I tell her hoping back in the pool.

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"No, no." I say, covering my face dramatically with one hand. "I can't, I'd die of embarrassment. You do it, jump off the high dive. I'll be over by the towels, so he has to save you." I swim away, pulling myself up the diving board and then drying off and grabbing a bag of fruit snacks.

Subject: Re: Swimming laps. Tue Dec 07, 2010 10:09 pm

I groan. I know she wanted to. What ever, I gotta kiss the hot guy. I make my way to the high dive, and plunge in. I stayed under for a few seconds than I needed to, my lungs starting to burn. Then I let my body bob up to the top of the water, and floated there in dead mans postition.

%Would you like to RP the life gaurd?

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Ricky Sitter
The fascinating story of the oh so hot lifeguard hunk.

Ricky Sitter was not the most unattractive guy on the block. Kidding, of course. He was so hot. Like, sizzling, dude. Oh, wow. He knew it when all the girls' eyes followed him down the hall, when the prettiest girls pretended they didn't care that he didn't ask them to the dance, and then stared after him longingly. For every girl wanted to go with Ricky Sitter to the dance. He was hot, duh. It was an obvious fact, nothing he could deny.

Ricky Sitter started his day like any other. He got up out of bed, opened the blinds, and flexed his muscles in the mirror. All that swimming was so paying off. Like, so. It was 4:00 a.m. Ricky was hungry, so he had a quick smoothie with a sprinkle of protein powder. Then he pulled on his gym shorts and headed out the door. To the pool, duh. That's where he was every morning, swimming laps. He was the best guy on the team. Ricky Phelps, that's what his teammates called him. Ricky Sitter knew, though, that they all envied him. 'Cause of the girls, duh. The most desperate ones came by the pool in the morning and hid in the hot tub, gossiping and secretly hating the one that was the prettiest that day, the one who just got a new bathing suit that was oh so cute, Ricky Sitter would notice, wouldn't he?

Indeed, no. Ricky Sitter had eyes for only one girl. Her name was Penelope Indlesmite, and she was the smartest girl in the Sophomore class. She never noticed him, and it was because of that he liked her so much. So, oh so hot hunk Ricky Sitter asked her to the dance. The dance of all the dances. The one that mattered so much to Ricky. And she turned him down. He had clung onto her desperately, but then she had uttered some choice swear words and continued on her way. The next month her father was transferred, and she moved away, leaving a heartbroken and tearful Ricky Sitter behind. Ricky felt he couldn't move on. There was no other girl in the whole world he loved more. He felt so utterly alone that night, he tried to cry himself to sleep but wound up embarrassing himself when his sister opened his door and told him to shut up, he sounded like he was in labor.

The morning after Penelope left him, he moved on. There was a bright future ahead for Ricky Sitter, one filled with swimming, other hunks that weren't as hot as the oh so hot Ricky Sitter, and girls. Ricky knew in his heart he and Penelope the pea face were never destined to be together. So Ricky Sitter turned his attention to other things. Your first love never lasts, anyhow, Ricky Sitter told himself. She was a pea face anyway. It never would've worked.

Oh so hot Ricky Sitter woke on the morn of this very day, today, in a good mood. A very good mood. He smiled all the way to the pool, swam laps, and swept his hair back after. Ricky Sitter had been offered a job at the pool as an afternoon lifeguard, after school. He had quickly accepted, now he was not just oh so hot Ricky Phelps Sitter, he was oh so hot lifeguard hunk named Ricky Sitter, who had been compared to Phelps himself.

Today Ricky Sitter was lounging in his lifeguard chair when a pair of girls got into the pool. One dove in, the other took the high dive. Ricky Sitter watched them for a while, totally cool looking. He was oh so relaxed, there was a towel around his neck, and all he was wearing was his trunks. The chest was exposed, and the girls were gathering on the lounge chairs so they could peer at him over there sunglasses. Hot life guard hunk, indeed.

Ricky Sitter noticed the two girls whispering conspiratorially. One got out, the other climbed the diving board and jumped off. She stayed under for quite some time, Ricky started to get uneasy, he did have a job after all. She came up, limp, Ricky Sitter saw her breathing slightly, he knew it was the classic "kiss the lifeguard," he'd seen the Sandlot. Ah, well. He couldn't resist, and she was pretty. He tossed his towel onto the chair and flicked back his hair. Then he performed a flawless Ricky Sitter dive into the pool, entering the water without a splash.

In a flash, the lounge chair girls were disturbed. Sunglasses and magazines were discarded, lounge chairs tipped as the girls scrambled to see the water. Ricky Sitter surfaced and swam toward the floating girl, his broad shoulders flexing with every stroke. That mirror flexing certainly paid off. He supported the girl, pulling her head out of the water and cradling her in his arms.

"Hello," he said, smiling and showing her his straight white teeth. He winked a single sky blue eye. "You, beautiful, are a bad faker." And then he brought her lips to his and did his most hot Ricky Sitter kiss.

Who is this girl? The others wondered. Who would ever have the nerve to trick Ricky Sitter? And who would Ricky Sitter the oh so hot lifeguard hunk with a close relation to Phelps ever dream of kissing? They needed to step up their game.

Subject: Re: Swimming laps. Sat Dec 11, 2010 12:51 am

I force my fingers into his hair, and pull his head closer to mine, kissing him back with just as much intensity. I pull back with a gasp. And you, my prince, sure are full or yourself. I tell him breathless and blushing. I didn't know if that was what I was supposed to do, but I had, and too late to take it back. I sure hoped he would like that. I totally disregard the ogling eyes of the other girls.

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}I LOVE MY RICKY SITTER STORY!!!! I SPENT SUCH A LONG TIME ON IT!!!!!!

Ricky Sitter raises a single eyebrow, vaguely confused. "Me?"

I choke on a fruit snack when the lifeguard falls for it. I mean, really?

Ricky Sitter gently guides them towards the ladder.

I see them going towards the ladder and walk towards them.

Ricky Sitter looks up and sees the double of the girl. "Oh no, double trouble," he says charmingly. He heard that somewhere in a movie and thought it was pretty smooth.

Subject: Re: Swimming laps. Sun Dec 12, 2010 2:56 pm

%It was very good. Wait, they were already out of the water. So he can't paddle them to the ladder on concrete.

Who else but you? I ask, grinning, and propping myself up on my elbows. Roxy walks over, and I just smirk at her. Now you wish you would have faked it, don't you? I ask her, snootily.

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}I thought i deserved a rating for that. *pouts*

"Whatever, Cori," I reply, just as sassy. "We have to go, come on." I throw her towel at her.

"Goodbye, Cori," Ricky Sitter says. So that was her name. "Wait," he says, having a brilliant idea. "Here." He pulls a pen out of the pocket of his trunks, because Ricky Sitter always kept one there in case he needed to write his number on a girl's hand. He was prepared. He scribbled it down on the back of her hand. "My phone," he explains. "Call me," he gives her one last kiss, waves, and heads back to his chair.

Subject: Re: Swimming laps. Sat Dec 18, 2010 2:03 am

I wink at him. Yeah, I'll call. I get up, and flip my hair over my shoulder. I grab my towel, and wrap it around me, then walk to the changing room with out looking back. I sit down on the bench, and let my towl drop around my feet. Sorry. I mutter to her, staring at my wrinkly hands.

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