It was from Thomas. Charles quickly answered it."Hi what's up?" Charles asked."Charles are you at home? Your mom said that you were sick. I thought of...stopping by to see how you were doing," Thomas said."Oh you were the one ringing the doorbell earlier. Alright I am coming down now and I am gonna let you in. Bye!" Charles hung up.Charles decided he was going to check Ivy's text messages later. When he was alone. All alone.Charles let Thomas through the front door and the two boys spent the. I was one of two male life guards there, the other was in his 40's and was actually the manager of the club. All of the other guards were female, between 18 and 22 and all of them had swimmers bodies. Lean and thin, long legs. Working with them and all of the bikini clad girls running around could become a problem. I really needed to concentrate when I was on the stand because if I got too distracted girl watching someone could die. Luckily that never happened.Some of the best days at the pool. We had a great time there and I got to drive home, too. Having sex in a tent at night and out in the woods in a secluded place during the day had been fantastic!By the time I got my license the summer was pretty advance and it was late July. I had been at Astrid's house for over six weeks by then. Astrid had settled down some after the second week, and we only had sex in the morning before we got up and then again at bedtime that night. Well, most of the time, anyway. The majority of it had. “Well, yes, um…” “Trying to make a personalized dress code for me?” “Well, no…” “It’s ok. Maybe I will wear them soon.” I was pleased to hear it, but decided not to say anything else. I changed the subject and we went back to work. A week or so later she showed up at work dressed exactly as she had for her interview. Cream colored dress, vintage tan stockings (or so I hoped) and the double-strap Mary Janes. I tried not to get too excited but that was impossible. She didn’t seem to mind me.