"I can see that," I answered."Take your towel off," she said. I felt suddenly self conscious, odd since she was completely naked and masturbating in f...ront of me. I shyly peeled the towel from my shoulders until it dropped to the floor."Ohh, ohhhhhhhmahgod..." she said, her head falling back a little. She looked back at me. "Now your suit." Take it off?" I asked."Uh huh," she said with a little difficulty. "I'm not going to be the only naked one."Gah she was always like this, getting me to do. She justhad a slightly amused look on her face, like she was enjoying being a voyeur tothis little show. Sarahthen said, "Mary, would you like to see an example of what I mean?"When I heard this, I was stunned! Sarah was actually proposing that Mary beallowed to observe us while we played. At the same time I was stunned, I feltmyself getting aroused in my swimsuit, but still couldn't believe this washappening. Withouthesitation, Mary said with a smile, "Sure, that would be fun!" SoSarah said,. “Why are you home?” he asked her as he dropped the towel over one of the seats. He stepped into the water and sat on the wide step, so his lower half was just immersed.“I could ask you the same. Won’t the ladies be disappointed if you’re not there to flirt with them?” she asked mildly, trying to hide her jealousy and the reaction that she had when he had stood on the side of the pool displaying his handsome physic to her.The loose knee-length shorts he wore when swimming didn’t exactly hide his. Thomas, his son Mr. Peter, and his son Mr. Jeremy. As I browsed through the bookshelves Mr. Thomas put a card in my hand and gave me a silver sixpence with the instructions to take the card to the newsagents and ask for it to be put on their notice board in the shop window.Before I left the shop I took a little look at the card. It read trainee required for a well-established book shop? That job was mine without any doubt whatsoever. I never took the card to the Newsagents shop? Bad bad me..