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THE POOL

“Loved how you got on the airbed without capsizing if you don’t mind my saying.”

“Cheers, pal. Hey, don’t swim away. I want to get wet.”

“Plunge in. The water’s warm…”

“Not that kind of wet. Could you push down the foot of the float-bed for me? That’s it. Just enough to get the water lapping at my bikini wax…. Yeeesss. Gorgeous. Again… Again…. Are you getting hard below the surface?”

“Yeah. Must be the way your thighs are glistening.”

“Good. Tilt me deeper.”

“If I do, you’ll drop down into my arms..”

“Are you complaining.”

“No.”

SPLASH!

ARTHUR CHAPPELL