My Swimming Trunks Have Been Sucked Off Official

I had only meant to cool off. The trunks were nothing special: a thrift-shop kind, faded stripes, the kind you buy because they fit and you like the way they don’t take themselves too seriously. They had been reliable up until that moment, which is to say they had never told me who they were or what they could do. Their elastic was the sort you trust without thinking about it. I hoped the tide was the same.