…Even so, it was Nhanâ€™s heart racing now, and she felt its echo in Haiâ€™s chest. The light was turning the river to molten gold, exactly like the colour of his skin. She was embracing a water dragon with golden scales.
He kissed her mouth, gently at first, but then with hunger. His tongue was like a little fish, eager to swim home, and his arms wrapped around her tightly, making her feel sheâ€™d been grafted onto him. Perhaps he was a river demon. Perhaps it didnâ€™t matter.
Pressed together like that, Nhan could feel something hard growing thicker between them. She knew what it was from all the girlsâ€™ gossip and the animals in the village. But what was not completely clear to her was how it all worked. She closed her eyes for a moment and visions sprang up in her head of dogs mating. She giggled. Dragons werenâ€™t dogs.
…this story now appears in the “Coming Together Anthology: Remittance Girl” which is a collection of my work. All proceeds from this book go to support free speech, through the ACLU.