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rinning Julian watched.
"I was waiting for that," he said, laughing and wiping the water out
of his eyes. "I was waiting for the opportunity to do" -- and
quickly, he reached for Julian, and returned the favor. Julian came
up sputtering and laughing as well, and reached back for Rala.
Within a matter of seconds, the little spa was furious with activity
as they wrestled, laughing and dunking and grasping at each other in
a tangle of fair and dark arms and legs and bodies, splashing plenty
of water out of the pool until the spa was forced to compensate.
Laughter and gasping punctuated the playful roughhousing as one or
the other of them would break the surface and hook an arm or a leg
around part of the other, throwing him off balance. Julian had just
gotten his arm around Rala's thigh and pulled it out from under him,
throwing the other man lightly onto his back and slapping the water
in front of him for the splash. Rala threw his arms up to guard
against the water and disappeared under the surface to wrap his arms
around Julian's waist in a rugby grip and tug him under as well
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