Posted by Anne Bowie on August 25, 2009 at 3:46pm

Elise skipped lightly over a secluded part of the lakeshore, her red backpack slung carelessly over her shoulder. Her black hair billowed like a sail in,the balmy breeze. It's nights like this that I can almost pretend I'm at San Francisco Bay again she thought to herself as she sat her bag down and opened. From its depths, she took out a vintage sixties bikini patterned in diamonds of red and black. Making sure one more time that no one was around, she quickly changed and wrangled her hair into a long braid. After she was finished, she dived into the cool and inviting waters of the lake.