I was back in the water, struggling to reach the surface. I shoved Leo down and used that momentum to breach the surface. Mora had me in a hug with her head on my chest. She was crying. I placed my hand on her head, and the strangest thing happened. She let out a moan. It wasn't a moan of anguish or pain but one of pleasure and sensuality.

"I remember the first time you touched the back of my head," Mora whispered. "You were drunk, and I needed money to buy a dress I liked. Blow me, you said. If you want that damn dress so bad, get down...