The beach was glowing with the fire that raged down by the water. The sky was clear and the stars blinked and winked high above the gathering of friends. The full moon sat silently listening to the music that rocked the partygoers as they danced and moved gracefully in the firelight. The air was cool but it was warm enough for skirts and sweaters. I was mesmerized by the fire and had to blink it away as someone stopped beside me.
"Dude," Crawl said sitting on the log beside me, "You not drinking tonight?" I shook my head, "here then man," he handed me tube of paper, "this will take the edge off."
I looked at the joint he had pressed into my hand. It had been a long time since I even held one of these, I grinned at the memory. I decided against it and handed it back, but he was already on to the next pack of people a little farther down the beach. I shrugged and stuck it into my deck of smokes and after putting it back into my pocket I returned to staring at the dance of the fire.
Something moved past my vision casting a shadow as it passed between the fire and me. I'm not sure why but my eyes followed the shape until it reached the far side and I could make it out.
I felt my jaw drop.
She was beautiful. Her long sandy brown hair swirled about her face and shoulders as she danced to the techno beat of the music. She wore a purple sweater and a black mini skirt. She circled with group that gyrated to the music and my eyes stayed on her. As she passed my side of the fire again I could see how flimsy her skirt was. By watched the fire threw it as it highlighted her legs beneath. Her form dragged me in and I was powerless to look away. The circle moved and blocked the light that let me glimpse her thighs.
But she didn't move. I felt the heat rising in my face and was glad for the shadow she cast over me. I sheepishly look up to see her staring at me staring at her. She smiled widely at me before flipping her hair and sweeping off with the circle again.
"Crawl!" I called to my blonde spiky hair buddy, "CRAWL!"
"Dude," he motioned me to keep it down, "What's the up?"
"Who is that?" I nodded towards the goddess that danced by me again, this time bending slightly to wave her ass at me. "The one in the purple?"
"Sorry dude," looked at me with blankness in his eyes, "drawing a blank," he grinned like a cat, "but I'll find out!"
"Wait!" I called but he was already bopping his way into the line of dancers beside her. "Fuck!" I swore to myself and covered my face with my hands, "The stupid prick is going to scare her off." I shook my head sadly afraid to see what was going on.
"DUDE!" Crawl's voice sounded nearer. I sighed and looked up. "This is Kalee," he pointed at the vision in purple that stood beside him, "Kalee, this is Malcolm," he finished the introductions, "Mal's got it bad for you babe." He whispered but loud enough for me to hear. I could feel my face burn as I blushed to the roots of my hair. Crawl bopped away without another word to join the dancers again, leaving her standing in front of me.
"Hi!" I grinned like a fool. She was even more beautiful up close. Her brow knitted together, as she shook her head. I realized the music had jumped about 10 notches as the current popular song began. I stood and shouted almost in her ear, "hi!"
"Hi!" she yelled back, I shook my head barely hearing her. She frowned and stepped past me. I turned to see her grab the blanket from the log I was sitting on and throw it over her arm. She reached out and took my hand it was soft and warm in mine. I smiled at the sensation as she pulled me away from the noise. We walked away from the fire and the party, away from the beach and the water towards the brush the lined the camp ground. The music was a dull moan behind us when she stopped and released my hand.
"We can talk here," she smiled at me and looked around the clearing we had walked into. It was about the size of an average living room walled with Popular and Spruce trees. The grass was about knee high and the moon seemed to hang directly over it. The party gave a nice background sound and also let us know we weren't alone in the world. For a second, I hate the party for that very same reason.
"You look stunning tonight." I blurted out and silently cursed myself for it. Kalee smiled over her shoulder at me and spread the blanket out flattening the grass.
"Sit." She said motioning me to the blanket. I did and she stood over me glowing in the pale light of the moon. It washed the colour out of her sweater; making the purple an almost blood red and her hair the look of frost touched wheat. She sat on her hunches before kneeling on the blanket. I could see the contrast that the white skin of her thighs made with the dark material that just covered her crotch. My own crotch took notice and stirred as she moved to sit beside me. She smelt like the breeze over a field of vanilla flowers as I drank her in. "Nice night," she observed leaning back on her straight arms, pushing her breasts out straining the wool of the sweater.
"Yes," I said after clearing my throat, "even better now."
She giggled as she sat up crossing her legs. She patted her pockets and her face scrunched up into a frown, "Oh hell!'
"What?" I sat up right looking around the clearing for what had startled her.