She squatted on the bike path. It looked silvery in the lamplight but I knew it wasn’t water. There goes about $25 of mixed drinks, I thought.
Shawna wants to join her university’s swim team. Not because she’s into sports but because she’s heard all sorts of wild rumors about it. Nasty rumors. Wicked, vicious, slanderous rumors. About taboo acts. Public deviancy. Wild, group sex.
She loves that and she wants in.
Now she’s out drinking with two members of the team. They’re starting to trust her, to open up. But what happens next catches even Shawna by surprise…