I will fix you that special veal chop dinner you like so much. Carlo, don't forget to bring your swim suit.The following Saturday Carlo showed up at 5...00 p.m. sharp. Guy, opened up a bottle of French hard apple cider and poured Carlo a generous portion into a chilled mug. This top of the line hard cider was what Carlo liked to drink prior to dinner. Everyone was already in their swimming gear and Carlo went in to change into his. After he changed Carlo dove into the deep end of the pool. He was. All the planters were neat with well pruned live trees and plants. Walls, benches, and store fronts looked to all have been freshly painted or kept up really well. Best of all, they had huge, clean and disinfectant smelling bathrooms on both floors. I heard the girls say theirs had sixteen stalls. The men’s room had six stalls with eight urinals.Damn is that a full roll of ready to be used toilet paper and a full roll in the reserve side of something resembling real two-ply toilet paper? What’s. What am I trying to do to you? And I look so calm and in control, how can I be, you wonder?!You can't resist any longer. None of the wait staff is around, and you don't much care. After all, there is a sizable table in front of us, blocking our lower bodies from the view of anyone. (they have to have these special coffee shops somewhere, right?) Your hand is rubbing my leg and it moves up, farther and farther, until it's hitting the garters. Hmmm, interesting, these things.More interesting is. ”The line went dead.I looked at the phone and noticed with detachment that my hand was shaking. Mistress was seriously pissed with me, and I would feel her wrath, even before she got home. Worse, she was absolutely right. My only solace was that she hadn’t just chucked me out. I knew then that she truly loved me. And that made it all worse, for I had seriously hurt her.When the email came in, I quickly scanned it. Oh, fuck!I read it again, more slowly, and if anything, it was worse. But I had.