"Well maybe I am a little shy." "Maybe," I said, running my hand up and down her calf, "but I don't think so. I think you want to show me." Her porcelain skin got a blush to it as I said that, but she reached up to the straps on the suit and slowly lowered them, but then teasingly slid down under the water. I pushed back on her foot, trying to force her back up but she slid further down in the water. Fine I said, laughing, be that way. I smiled at her and closed my eyes. After a couple of minutes I felt her move and she was pushing down the swimsuit, then lifted it up to show me. Fair is fair, I thought, and I took mine off. "So here we are naked," I told her, trying to make her blush. She started to sit up and I watched, eyes riveted as she started to rise out of the water, but at the last second she turned her back to me and laughed. "You little tease!" I scolded her as she giggled. I moved behind her to rub her back and shoulders, but soon my fingers were creeping. Wait... Why does she look like someone I know? The image flashed through my head, along with everything else. memories screeched through my head with agonizing force."Daddy, if you can hear me, I called the paramedics. They should be here soon...." I didn't catch the rest as I fell into Oblivion. Snatches, brief visions of my life flashed like light bulbs in my eyes. Tracy smiling at me, holding tiny little Heather, Heather getting on the bus for her first day at school, my first time buying a car. Memories played through my decent until, at last, I settled into the soft recess of black. I couldn't move or see when I woke up. My ears felt like I had cotton in them; sounds were muffled as if under water. ".... Pressure?" not that I know of."My god it was bright when I forced my eye to open. I continued trying to focus my senses, squinting to try and see; My pulse like a drum in my ears. Squeezing my hands, I tried to sit up, only to find dots flashing in front of my eyes."DADDY!!!".
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