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"You didn't answer my question," Kon pointed out. He turned to Dick and pointedly kept his eyes on Dick's face, although he could still almost see Dick's cock. It was like some kind of phantom cock: he couldn't quite see it out of the corner of his eye. It was extremely distracting. "What do you remember about all of this? Clearly something. What did we...?"

He wasn't entirely sure that he wanted to know what they'd done. Maybe he didn't. Maybe it was better off being something he only half-remembered.

He wasn't sure what he was doing. Cassie was off doing...something. Someone. No, he didn't want to think about that. He was just having fun. He was just surfing. Just riding the waves. It didn't matter that it was dark. There was a party up on the beach, so that was light enough to see. Eventually, he'd join the party and things would be just like normal.

Except that he'd be minus a girlfriend.

Another half hour and he was exhausted, but better, and he planted the board and made his way to the party. He grabbed himself a drink, not caring if Dick yelled at him for having alcohol, and looked around for someone he knew.