.. or an island hulu girl ... or ... actually, I can’t think of any other new types of exotic ladies right now ... she might try to grab one of them... but otherwise, I think we’re pretty steady.3c) Okay, I think I am starting to get paranoid. I ... This wouldn’t be a problem if I had just stuck with one woman, especially if she was someone who was a level 2, like Holly. Should I try to order them not to have written or spoken conversations about me? That’s ... even if that would work, wouldn’t. “Talking about me? I think you need to get a life. I’m pretty dull.”“Oh, just some girl talk. She gave me a brief rundown on most of the single people and the horn-dog married ones who seem to forget they’re married.”I laughed at that. While our group wasn’t a hotbed of marital infidelity, like any group, shit happens. We traded a couple of the more wild stories we had each witnessed, no names even though neither story was about any of the folks we both knew. We were getting along pretty well. Little bit of a wet bum but it dries out pretty quickly. I’ve only used the showers/locker room once when I had a meeting after my swim and needed a shower.There I was drying off and I noticed out the corner of my eye one of the lifeguards and a fellow swimming going into the locker rooms. The lifeguard was in his yellow and red lifeguard shorts and shirt, the swimmer was wearing black speedos and had his towel over his shoulder. Both guys mid to late twenties. It got my attention and I. .Ralph T. was a bully, rude and crude dude. How he found out or if he just wanted to take me I have no ideal. It was on occasion that my grandmother had sent me on a mission to by bread. I saw Ralph coming off in the distance and tried to conceal the monetary funds that she had trusted me with. Ralph T. was rather cordial and asked for my assistance in getting some equipment back that he had stashed off in the distance. As we neared the area there was some grown men working at the far end of.