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Subject: {ASSM} [BSFSF] 'Inclination' by elle`attend
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Inclination
Sweating, I brace myself against the daggerboard with a bare hip,
taking another reef in my sail. The line winds round my wrist, cutting
into wet flesh - I am a witch bound for the question. I set my mind
against the pain and haul with a will; I'm about to luff, and don't
fancy the work involved in turning to the wind again.
Pressing both feet against the cockpit I lean back, putting every
ounce of strength into making the sheet taut. It's then, with my body
arced like a bow, every sinew set in shimmering relief, that I become
aware of the other boat, and the glass trained upon me.
I briefly rue my nudity, but I like sailing raw once safely out to
sea. Fuck him, I decide of my voyeur. Or her. I tighten my grip on the
line, pass it round my hips, snake it between my legs before taking a
tight turn round a thigh. Shifting my weight subtly, I hike my fragile
vessel over at a steep incline. I glisten like a whitecap in the high
sun as I begin to climax in long, slow swells, the rope a cruel but
steadfast lover bisecting me. Oh, but my body is yar.
All rights reserved (C) MEB 2003
Yar - Graceful, responsive to the helm; eminently seaworthy
We all have our own ocean to sail, and our own ways of negotiating
that sea.
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