A half-hour splashing around in the pristine water helped to clear my head. The shrinkage factor had turned my hard-on into a wrinkled worm. I returne...d to the little oasis that Wanda and I had created for ourselves and discovered that we were no longer alone. Three young men had set up camp just a few yards away. No doubt they had been drawn to Wanda the way stray dogs are attracted to a bitch in heat. Not surprisingly, they frowned when they saw me.I stretched out beside Wanda, who was. .almost a squeal! Surfacing, you look at me and that cheeky grin that I love so much crosses your face. I know that I'm in for it now! I swim away but your long frame and strong strokes soon catch me up and before I reach the safety of the stairs, you encase me in your arms. Holding me in front of me you kiss me deeply and then push me under the water. I surface spluttering and laughing at the same time. 'Hello love' I say and wrap my arms around your neck and using the water as buoyancy,. I decided to stop on the way home and get some takeout, take an early shower and stay in.After getting out of the shower, I ate my dinner while watching TV, as I usually did. I kept staring at the cell phone trying to get up the nerve to call her. Finally at about nine o’clock that evening I called. The phone rang several times then I got her recorder.“Hey Beth, this is Jeff. I haven’t heard from you all week, I hope you’re ok, call me when you can.”Several hours passed and nothing. Now I knew. She was unable to find anything comparable, and had gone to work checking out groceries just to try to save enough money to get her own apartment. Her f****y was civil if they met by chance, but never called, and didn’t answer her calls. Monica and Jake had tolerated her living in their house, and had been civil. But Cindy was a daily reminder of their failure. Monica had never had a slave turn on her in a way that caused such damage, and the experience had left her quite perplexed and a bit.