We got to chatting, and within a few minutes, we felt like we were old friends."I love these thing!" she said. "My husband and I just moved into a hou...e with a hot tub. Last Tuesday, in fact. It isn't running. Paul filled it and got the water at the right temperature, but he said that he had to 'balance the water' or something. Then he had to go away for a couple of days, so we still haven't used it." Hey, I know all about that. My parents had a hot tub, and Dad taught me all about that stuff.. I’ll let Zachy here have his way with me, andI won’t stop him until you tell me to.”“I like it D, if Zach’s OK with it.”“Yea Diane I’d like to help,” Zach said eagerly.Zach goes over to Diana on the couch and runs the backof his hand down her front brushing her tits .Dianalays back and Zach brushes her crotch with her jeans onand a sigh escapes Diana’s lips. Zach looks her in theeye then opens her jeans and removes them. Diana laysback. For some reason, me and Donna seemed to blame each other, but then common sense prevailed and this little break was our attempt to reconcile our differences."You know I care, you asshole." she laughed, and then suddenly went quiet."What?" I asked, "What's wrong?"She shook her head and turned away from me."What, squirt?" Nothing, it's nothing, Jimmy honestly."But I knew differently, her shoulders were shaking and she was sobbing. I put my arms around her and kissed her neck."Come on baby." I. The owners of the caravan assured us that if we had any issues they would contact a neighbour who would be happy to help with any problems. On the 1st morning we discovered the TV in the main bedroom wasn't working properly, my wife emailed the owners regarding the problem. We heard nothing back until the following morning when shortly after getting out of bed a chap knocked on the caravan door, he was about 60yrs old, 6ft & had a broad Yorkshire accent. He told my wife he had been contacted.