My head no longerthrobbed in time to the beating of my heart. My mind seemed clearerthan it had in ages. I even remembered what had happened to me.I'd... been sitting alone in the local bar last night. Was it reallyjust last night or might I have been asleep even longer? Since mydivorce - a really messy one - the little bar down the street 'TheWatering Place' had become almost like a second home to me.While I was sitting at the counter nursing along my drink, thisslinky, hot-looking babe strolled. “Honey, this is a nudist resort. He’s seen so many girls nude. Plus, they frown on men getting erection out in the open here. It’s mostly a non sexual thing, so just because we’re nude, doesn’t mean you can masturbate anywhere either.” He explains to her. When she shows the disappointment on her face, he continues, “but don’t worry honey, I do have a plan so you can have some fun.”Trusting her dad she smiles at him with a side glance.The set everything up then head for the pool where most. ”Frank grinned and stood back up. There was blood and cunt juice on his face. Taking one of the fizzlers out of the box, he pushed it up into her pussy until just the end was visible. “Ready, Hon?” he asked.He reached for the overhead magnifying glass. It was partly cloudy, but there was enough heat and light coming from the skylight to ignite that little torture device. He swung the heavy glass around and positioned it over her pelvis. He played on her pussy with the little pinpoint of light,. He was okay with that. No matter what, it was sometimes very helpful to have such a free thinking husband.By 4pm, I was at the pool. I was wearing the face cover and nobody tried to check my identity.There was nobody in the pool…nobody except one. Imad was in the pool, smiling.-hey, come on in with your bra, panty and mask…heh!- we are gonna learn how to swim-I knew it was nothing about swimming. Anyway, I took over my religious dress and got to the pool with my mask.-I can understand why I.