Sunset Shore with Jesslyn, Pt. 15

But soon after I called it a full day, so Jesslyn put out the flare she was holding in the water then chucked it over her head somewhere on the rocks, still taking nips off her bottle and beginning to slightly slur her words.

As we made our way back up the long flight of stairs away from the beach, a local beach patrol officer was walking down. "You're not the ones who were using fire on the beach were you?" I calmly stepped forward and said "no, not at all," but he said he knew it was us since there was no one else down there. Earlier I had spied a nosy, angry-faced, older woman watching us and judging Jesslyn's nudity, so I wasn't too surprised that we had in fact been reported.

"You're not in trouble as long as the fire is out," he reassured, which still seemed odd since there was literally nothing on the beach we could have set fire to. I confessed that we were using flares, and when he asked to see both of the burnt out stubs of the two flares we used, we only had one to show because Jess had drunkenly tossed the second. Insisting that he needed to find it, Jesslyn quickly volunteered. So drunk and wearing only a loose terry cloth robe, Jess immediately began running back down the stairs with the officer quickly trying to catch up with her while I stood on the stairs out of sight from them, laughing at the situation and at Jesslyn.

Several minutes later, Jess finally came bounding up the stairs to me, and with my saying anything defensively declared "I knew exactly where it was...!" I laughed her off and huff and puffed my way up the rest of the steep stairs while she joked about teasing the officer the entire time back down to the beach.

It was just a typical night out with Jess, and I wish we could do it every week.

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