I now suspect Rena is afraid of all bodies of water. Why? What happened? She would not let me in the water with her. https://rosamondpress.com/2017/07/08/rena-is-terrified-of-sea/
When Rena and I left the backyard, we went to that freak-out hotel on Telegraph so we could engage in intercourse in a bed. It was a disaster. No sooner did we get naked in bed, then we heard blood curdling screams and evil arguments – from every room. Folks were on bad drug trips. Our room was ugly and used – in an abusive way.
I looked at the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, who did not belong here. What a mistake.
“Let’s get out of here! Get dressed.
“Where are we going.”
“It’s a surprise.”
We crossed the San Rafael Bridge around six in the afternoon. We got to Mount Tamalpais, and pitched our beloved tent at seven. We had two hours of daylight. Rena loved this place.
“I want to go swimming. Is there any place to swim?”
“Yes, follow me!”
Fifteen minutes later, we…
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