I did as I was told and returned to the pool with a bottle of wine and one of my smallest swimsuits. I refilled the ladies glasses and poured one for ...myself. That is when Misty Jo suggested that I give her and Lexi a better view and take a quick turn so they could check out my ass. Misty Jo insisted and I made my best sexy, sassy model turn for them and they responded with cat calls and giggles. After taking a bow, I took the open chair between them. The conversation was sometimes a bit racy. "Will you be having one with me? Or are you in training? They have strict rules against drinking alcohol for you high school athletes, don't they?" I already graduated," he reminded me, although I already knew, "and haven't you heard that rules are made to be broken?"Feeling bold, I batted my false eyelashes and flashed a seductive smile up at him—I'm only five foot one and he is six feet tall—and asked in my breathiest bedroom voice, "What are you having, Bobby?"His breathing grew shallow,. We all get hopeful the next train is ours but different exchange comes all body's push and jossle the platform clears 4/5 bodies left and there Lady A. As I approach she looks cold "maybe wait in the shelter" she smiles those amazing lips "Afraid they might smell ,but a gentleman for asking", I chuckle " far from being a gentleman, but surely better than the wind" ,"sorry to ask but will you stand in with me" genuine concern on her face , we walk over sure enough stench off smoke and tinge of. And BAM, I went from a beautiful sexual high to an all time ‘CRASH’. Like coming down from a horrible drug high or a sugar rush high. I started weeping. I’m lying on your chest with my eyes closed, listening to your chest move up and down, resting from exhaustion and I hear your fingers tapping away on the phone. I open one eye to see what you were doing. And I see that you are texting Laura.’ Thanks for calling. It’s like Vancouver. Love you.’ I close my eyes and pretend I didn’t see. But I.