But you want to make out in return. You wonder if you are doing this right. It feels off, but you don't know what else to do.

Surprisingly, she takes a deep breath. "Fine." she says. 

You get closer and make out. The raft keeps moving down the stream. She doesn't seem to worry about it, so you don't either. Who cares? Isn't this how you're supposed to act and think? You think. Isn't that what others do?

She pushes you away. "OK?" Now she hates you. Isn't that how you're supposed to feel? Is that how others get intimacy? Everything feels wrong... But everything rarely to never feels right anyway.

"Grab it." You unbuckle your pants thinking she wants to do more.  What were you thinking? "Not yours! Mine!" She's not laughing. Neither are you. You think you are even more of a moron. You knew better and you still did it because you don't know what you are supposed to do, anyway.

You grab her oar/staff, feeling like an dummy.