You know I love you, and you know I will always love sex with you." It's okay. But this did just make me think that when we are role-playing, we might... need to step out of character for a sec, in case we needed to talk about something or reset before we jump back in the pool." "Like if I want you to be my pool boy?" She eyes me slyly."I'd skim your pool anytime ... er well, that didn't sound so good ... I'd be happy to dive into your ... I guess pool boys don't actually go IN the pool .... .. but ... didn't your wife sleep with Mr. Mellon a couple of years ago and last night?"George sobered a little and then toyed with the reporter, "Oh, yeah. I guess he did." He paused and got serious; "The issue could be whether the end justifies the means. In this case, and with the personalities of the people involved, we each think it did. At the request of my wife and me, Jim made love to my wife. Now, I love them both dearly – and I did before any sex took place. I wasn't sure they'd fall. Her laugh, her smile and the touch of her hand makes me feel happy inside. I haven't felt this way in so long, I am starting to feel alive again. She is sitting in front of the fire and the glow makes her look so inviting. Laying back on my elbows I think of so many things I would love to do, but I am afraid to stop the moment, to chase her away. She moves over closer to me and kisses me. As her lips touch mine I feel a spark, like a small lightning bolt that runs through me. Then she lays her. ‘Stepford children’ is what I heard as I was leaving the room.Running behind me she asked, “After your meeting, can we talk?”“About, what?” I asked, knowing full well what she wanted to talk about.“About ... the pool.”“That’ll have to wait a couple of hours, OK?”“OK, Wichie.”She did it again—Wichie. The countdown begins, 120 minutes till ... what?After going to my humble abode behind the main house, I went in and dropped my towel and my Speedo and walked naked towards my closet to pick out what.