I paced back and forth for nearly an hour before I heard the rattle of the door being opened again. I prepared myself this time to take out whoever ca...e through the door. The door opened and I grabbed the woman who entered and threw her on the bed locking her arms behind her and looking toward the still-open door.“Friend! Friend!” she cried. “I came to help.”“Teri?” I let her up and she turned to look at me.“It really is you!” she exclaimed. “When I saw you run toward the pool, I suddenly. Sharma himself bought all the clothes. The gym trainer would deliberately try to touch me here and there and once he even pressed my boob.I told Mr. Sharma about it the other morning but to my surprise he smiled and smooched me and I knew what he was upto. He asked me to seduce the trainer and have sex with him. We left for gym. I was again wearing a bra that showed enough of my cleavage and shorts but Mr. Sharma asked me to take out my panties in the car itself.We reached the gym and I winked. I try the water with my big toe, it's still warm enough to swim in. A wave brushes past our ankles and you jump and squeal when the cool water hits your skin. “Come on, let's go!” I start wading deeper into the lake. The water is up to my hip and you're still ankle deep. I use my hand to motion you to come further, and you oblige. Once you reach me, I give you a light splash of water. You yelp again, and splash me back. I run ever deeper, until I'm already swimming. I notice my blonde hair. Did they just feel sorry for the two families, or had we all formed some kind of strange bond faster than we could have thought possible?The kids were going back into the salon and I was hearing some electric guitar sounds, as well as strains of piano and organ coming out to my ears. I smiled, thinking about how crazy Bonita and Lizzy were about music.About a half hour later, the collision avoidance alarm began a slow beep. I could see a small blip on the long range radar, seemingly heading.