That's a long run at dusk around that lake, "do you fear sweat?" i would question with a crafty smile, "then jump in my arms, tie your legs around my waist and nestle your head in the recess of my neck, i'm bringing you back home, tell me if it's too much unconfortable", the two sticky bodies in the wet t-shirts mixing sweat, glued together, so tight, and i'm purring at that incongruous and foolhardy image.