I Swam In a River
I was 17 and living out in the desert with some other girls around my age, guided by a couple of older (20's) people. We'd stopped at a river and after building a shelter with some brush and driftwood, were sitting around the fire.
The moon was very bright, and one of the girls mentioned how nice it would be to swim in the river. We had swum in creeks and ponds during our journey, but either kept on our shorts and t-shirts, or wore our underwear as makeshift bathing suits. One of our guides then smiled and said "you know; it's not really skinny-dipping if you do it at night."
So we all stacked a bunch of wood on the fire for when we were done, Picked our way by moonlight to the water's edge, and started disrobing. As most of us were teenagers, there was a lot of embarrassment with being naked in front of others involved, and we all got into the water as quickly as possible. The river was wide and deep, with a slow current. It almost felt warm but that was only in contrast with the cool wind blowing down the arroyo. The moonlight glistened off the ripples in the water.
We swam for maybe 30 minutes, when most of us were just too cold to keep going. Then, there was more embarrassment as we climbed out and hurried back into our clothes, then shivered our way back to the campfire which by now was blazing. It was a good night for swimming, and a good night for warming up by a campfire afterward.
I think someday, I'd like to swim in that river again, alone this time. Just me and the waves and the moonlight.