You find yourself in the middle of a sandy field. It is hot and dry like a desert. The river you saw before in your world is below you. It looks strange flowing through a desert. Oddly this place looks familiar. It's shape is exactly the same as that field except there is no grass, and lots of sand.

"Do you think we can get back on it?" You say.

"Without a raft?" For the first time, Velcro is actually confiding in you, and not yelling at you. "Now, we  have the rails, but no cart."

"What about the staff?" 

"The staff is kind of like the propulsion... We need a cart.

"It couldn't hurt."

"Well..." Said Velcro.

"What?"

"It could."

"So we go for a swim... "

Velcro paused. "I can't."

"What?"

"Swim. I can't swim, OK?" Velcro raised her eyebrows like she was going to say something defensive."

You pause. "Oh. Ok."

"Aren't you going to make some quip about earlier?"

"I'd like to think I'm a better person than that."

Velcro pauses again."OK."

"I could teach you."

"OK."

"We need to find some free standing water to practice in."

You both find an area down the river that leads off the river. It was just the right deepness, about three feet deep. we both entered the water with our clothing on. Velcro's shirt was so large that it waved in the water, and then stuck to her breasts. 

After you both get in, you put your hand across her back.

"Watch it!"

You remove your hand. "Trust me. It's a way to learn."

"Fine. But I don't want to feel any wandering hands."

You put your hand back on her back. "Take a deep breath and lean back."

At first, Velcro looks at you in a cautionary way. But moments later, she leans back. She begins to float. Her body barely stays on top of the water, but it does. Her shirt sticks to her front. "I'm doing it! now what?"

"Let your breath out. You will begin to fall into the water, but take another deep breath and you will catch yourself."

It turns out, that even though Velcro is strong, she also has a lot of fat on her, which floats. She does not sink. At first, her breathes are shallow, but as she gets used to the water, she breathes normally.

Moments later, she stands in the water. "Thank you." She grabs your hand, lifts you up, and hugs you. It is the first time you can remember her admitting needing you and showing any form of intimacy. You let yourself fall back in the water. She looks at you strangely. "What are you doing?" 

You can feel yourself blushing.  "Oh, I'm just practicing to get ready for later. Why don't you get out over there and get ready?"

"But I am ready." She says.

"Get out!" She does.

'OK... you think to yourself... Grandma, no Grandpa... Keep thinking... Yeah, that's working. "OK." you call after her. "Let's go."