"I want to have a thorough wash in the lake before I come close to you. In fact, I’m going to do this right now." His assertion sounds genuine. It wasn’t an oblique hint intended for her, she reflects, relieved. He rummages through the pack and removes a bar of soap and a small towel. Then he turns his back on her and undresses, draping his clothes over a low rock. The glow of the fire gives his taut skin an orange hue. There is a fine fuzz of blond hair all the way down his backside. He carries not an ounce of superfluous fat on his athletic body. She is annoyed that at that moment Franco’s soft flab around the waist rises in her mind. She cannot help but admire, not only André’s body, but also the uninhibited, natural way he carries himself, as he walks down to the shore. I need a thorough wash too, she reminds herself. How many days has it been since my last shower? … Almost five. Is it only five days? she wonders. It feels so much longer. So many things happened.
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