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The Seduction Pool by Wolfgang Black

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What happens when an attractive, flirty, Texas college girl meets an ordinary Florida boy, touring Texas on his ratty motorcycle? They both get into big trouble, of course.

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Our first-use canteen has about a quarter of its contents left. I cup my hands together under the Labrador’s mouth and ask Lauren to pour a thin stream into my hands. As she does so, the puppy begins to eagerly lap at the stream and the pool of water accumulating in my hands. She drinks almost all the water that had remained in the canteen. I tell the girls, “She’s almost dehydrated. There is no way she can make the trip back on her own. When you’re hiking, you need to carry water for yourself and the puppy, especially in the summer.”

I pick up one of the puppy’s paws and show the girls the lightly blood-stained print on my jeans. I continue, “Your dog is probably a house pet. She is not conditioned to the roughness of this trail, and her pads are slightly cut. That’s why she’s walking the way she does. She won’t be able to walk back without sustaining more damage. If you want, I’ll carry the puppy back down the trail. You can walk with us, and we’ll share our remaining canteen of water with you.” They readily agree.

I tell them, “We’re going to rest here just a bit longer. If you guys want, go ahead on the trail to see the Lighthouse. That part of the trail is steep and rocky, but if you’ve never been here, it is worth a look. But first take a few drinks of water.” I hand them our second canteen. After a couple of drinks each, they thank us and begin to start up the trail. I call out to them. “Lauren and I will wait here with the puppy for a few more minutes to let our lunch settle and then head down the trail. We will be walking slow, so you won’t have any trouble catching up. Is that okay?” The older girl nods her head. They turn and start up the trail.

Carrying the dog slows down our pace on the return hike. Rather than an hour of hiking, it takes us almost two hours to get back to the trailhead. While I’m carrying the Labrador, Lauren’s hauling the backpack. The girls catch up with us about forty-five minutes before we arrive at the parking lot. Tired and drooping from their hike, they lead us over to their hardtop Ford Bronco. After swinging aside the spare tire mount, we open the two-piece rear hatch.

The older sister and I make the Labrador puppy a nest in the back using a sleeping bag. While we are working to get the puppy situated in back of the Bronco, I hear the younger sister ask Lauren, “Are y’all twins, or is he your older brother? Y’all sure look alike!”

Uh-Oh, this could be a problem.