She coughs, embarrassed. "I'm in the shower."
I know, I close my eyes to hide that I hate myself.
"Do you want anything?"
He grunts in reply. He is reading Animal Farm by George Orwell. The lights are turned off but Jasper continues reading with a flashlight.
From the other room comes the gasps and sighs of teenage lovers. Andre, Victoria make noises deep in their throats.
Jasper goes outside and smokes a Lucky Strike.
On the sand dunes I sit with her on a blanket. We have been here for more than half an hour.
Jasper is my best friend. I wouldn't do anything to hurt him.
I think he is my best friend.
I want to kiss you.
I lean in to kiss her, she turns her face to me, but doesn't move otherwise. I kiss her lips.
The weather is hot.
Jasper, Andre and I play some sort of soccer in the sand dunes. The beach is a stones throw away, we can hear the surf.
The three girls walk past us. They are dressed to swim.