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The pool's surface ripples as he slips in, the wetsuit hugging his body like a second skin. He looks around, the world seen through the water's lens, the sounds muffled. His hand begins to move, the neoprene a barrier and a enhancement to his touch. The sun beats down, the water laps against him, his breathing syncs with his movements. He feels a primal connection to the elements, the wetsuit a symbol of his surrender to his desires, his body his own private playground.