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| Drake smiled as Peilith landed softly, crooning her neck around to face him, "Drake, what do you say we go for a swim?" She asked. "Peilith, I don't like swimming. Those woman always gap at me," Drake sighed. "We can let them dream, can't we?" Peilith said. "You know what they saw, 'All the good one are either taken or gay.'" Drake chuckled softly as he slipped off of Peilith's back, "I love you, Peilith," Drake said as he started towards the bay. "Come on. Let's go for a swim." Peilith rumbled happily as she bound towards the bay. Drake removed his shirt and rushed after her. The girls giggled at him as Drake dove into the bay. |