“Is it all drunk?” She thought, even though she knew that she was not. There are hallucinations in the depths ... maybe those who have them also “know”?

Perhaps she was as good as ever. Inside, the trace of the cold that soaked Marina there, at a depth, was chilling, and she felt like a new, different Marina. She even examined her body, wriggling like a snake in the waves, but found nothing new and swam further.

Soon the shore appeared. Marina could not recognize him for a long time, and only found out when she swam closer, about a hundred meters. It was a small beach among the rocks, half a kilometer from the city. Marina floated here with her mother - she was made here for some reason, especially sad ...

The sun is already hanging over the horizon. The day passed like a moment - Marina suddenly realized this with surprise - but for some reason she was not at all tired and did not want to eat.

She hesitated for a couple of minutes, then decided to dock at the beach. There has never been anyone there, and Marina was not afraid that she would swallow. Getting out on shore, she stretched like a cat, not feeling the slightest fatigue. She wrung out her hair, black and long, like mom's, pulled it back into a knot - and looked around ...

“Well, here,” was the first thought, “here I was burned naked. So we hit each other ... "

The second thought was - "God, what a handsome man ..."

The setting sun gilded the tall figure of an ancient demigod standing on a boulder. The rays boldly grabbed every bulge of the muscular body — and the “cubes” of the abdomen, and the biceps, and the long lilac penis with the eggs. Right before his eyes, he swelled and went up like an anti-aircraft gun ...

- Oh, - belatedly shouted Marina. - Hello! - and covered her chest with her hand. ("Why? All the same, the pussy is naked ...")

The demigod was silent. He was curly and black-eyed. And he looked at her in such a way that Marina’s nipples ached.

- I used to, that there is nobody here, and ... you too, huh? She asked half quieter.

He was still silent. “A foreigner, perhaps? ...” From his gaze in Marinin's body, a cold, sweet cold of the sea depths came to life and began to swell in the throat and nipples. The demigod looked at her with such astonishment and admiration that Marina seemed to lose weight and become transparent.

Somewhere in the depths, voices began to sing again ... or was it one voice? Or maybe it was not a voice, but his look? ... Marina did not understand. She did not understand anything at all and just stood, naked, in front of a demigod, aiming at him the muzzle of hardened nipples ...

He was like a living clot of gold. Shaking a rearing member, he headed for Marina.

In principle, she did not risk anything: judging from his view, the stranger was not aggressive, and she could at any moment tell him "no." Or escape into the sea, at worst, where no demigod, not even the most lecherous, can catch her. Or...

She is could. It would not hurt her to do so.

Maybe that is why Marina, with every second, felt more and more acutely that she would not do that.

Or maybe the whole thing was in the radiant beauty of a stranger. Or in the voices that sounded so louder the closer he came. Or in the purple penis, sticking straight into the marina ...

I don’t have to refuse anything, she thought. But it doesn't cost me anything and do it ...

She froze in the chill. It was not too late, she told herself, when his hands touched her body. I can still stop ...

The stranger felt her hips and genitals like a shrine; he caught his nipples with his tender lips and sucked them; with a trembling tongue licked her lips, and then penetrated her mouth and licked it right up to her throat; and Marina understood that she was already lying on a pebble, and he was spreading her legs and pressing, pressing into the defenseless core, entering into it with pain and cold ...

... and now he is at its very depths. He is in Marina, he is she, Marina. She is now his penis, and her arms, milking Marin's chest, like an udder, and tongue licking inside and out. She is no longer Marina, she is a clot of sweet ice, which is about to become completely icy, and then something that could not be reached in the depths ...

And Marina fell into a shining vacuum.She became a sea wave, free and transparent, and He was in her. Writhing in the spasms of sweet death, the old Marina was dying, and a new one made of cold and pleasure was born in it. The voices poured into her from everywhere, from all the cracks of the world, but she suddenly understood them and choked with this understanding, and screamed out, from which the sea cracked ...

***

“Didn't you hear me?” He asked, without opening his lips. - I spoke with you, and you answered me.

Telepathy, she understood, feeling neither fear nor surprise.

- What did I answer you?

- Have you already forgotten? I said that you are more beautiful than the sun, and asked if you want to copulate with me. And you answered me - “Yes! More than anything!..."

His voice sounded right in her. He did not speak, but sang, and she understood this singing better than any words. Hundreds, thousands, millions of other voices sang everywhere - in the air, in the sea and even in the ground.

- What are these voices? Top, bottom ...

- Below is our tribe.

- Your tribe? ..

- Is our. Not only mine, but yours. You are the daughter of man and one of us. And the voices from above are probably the human ether.

- Ether?

- In the past hundred years you have begun to use ether, using it for communication, and we have learned much more about you. After all, people have long forgotten the true speech ...

Two silhouettes sat by the sea, looking at the rapidly sinking sun. The one who was now a woman laid his head on his man’s shoulder, wrapping him with his hair.

- Meet me with yours?

- Of course. But first say: did you like it? Do you want more?

- Liked. Want. Highly...

She lay down on the pebbles. Soon his buttocks vibrated over her, and she squirmed a bronze snake, looking at the sky ...

Then they both entered the water.

“Do not be afraid,” he said silently. - Follow me!

And they swam. He immediately went deep; she, after a pause, followed him. The voices intensified; and for some reason it was also clear that one should not worry about breathing.

- Well, remember? ... Each of us remembers everything, even if you have never seen anything ...

The water immediately thickened into the ink of darkness, but instead of the human eyes suddenly turned on some other, unprecedented, who saw and shone all around, like an x-ray.

- Faster! She heard. The burning cold pulled the whole body, straightened it, made it sharp and streamlined, and a living arrow pierced the abyss, like lightning ...

... When several weeks passed since their daughter disappeared, Bzibi went to sea.

Evgeny Lvovich was sitting on a rock with a telescope. An hour passed, another, a third, but he still sat glancing at the pipe, and did not move, as if rooted to a rock.

Suddenly he jumped up, putting the tube to his eyes once again. Somewhere far away, beyond the thirtieth wave, three points flashed: the head of his wife and two dolphins.

He already understood everything, but still looked at them, hunched over with bitterness. Then, when the point was already one, he laid down the pipe and went to the shore.

“She is alive and well,” Bzibi told him, “and apparently happy.” And she will not return.

Yevgeny Lvovich knew that she did not cry just because he could not ...

... Once at three in the morning a bell rang in their apartment.

Opening the door, stunned Yevgeny Lvovich saw his daughter in the corridor, wet and completely naked.

- Marinka! - He cried out when he passed a stupor, and rushed at her with hugs, but then he froze: her body was icy like a sea boulder.

“Pour me a full bath right away,” commanded Marina, sitting on the floor. - I can’t live without water for more than three hours, you know, ma ...

And then she told:

- His name is Bzoy. He is very, very cool, kind and ... He agreed to let me go for a day or two to you when I wanted. His parents, however, are not very, but no one is ... But this is only at night, because I will not go naked in the city. Or, dad, call your mom and tell me what time you bring my clothes to the beach. I listen to your channel all the time and I will be aware ... Forgive me, okay?