Young girls swimming nude. A month later we broke up, and Macon boarded a plane for Puerto Rico. He was slurring his words. We sat on the edge, dangling our feet in the water. As I lay there, I realized: I perked up. When I finally touched the side of the pool in last place, my dad pulled me out with such force it was as if three men had taken hold of me. Afterward we went back to his apartment and took a shower. Afterward we went back to his apartment and took a shower. No one in our state could beat him in the hundred-yard backstroke.