The water felt nice—Ryan was glad to be in it, and he took a few strokes that sent him to the middle of the pool. He tread water, enjoying the coolness on his skin and the full freedom of his nakedness. He was a little worried about getting caught—skinny dipping in a hotel pool at three A.M. could land him at the police station—but so could underage drinking or whatever else. Ryan chose not to think about it, laying back his head and turning in circles in the water.