All feedback is welcome. A special big time thanks to ‘LarryInSeattle’ for his astute editing of this chapter. * It was late July and I’d become...frustrated with the job – well, not the job so much but the boss. Still, lately my pick-ups were boring. They were also cheapskates. Besides being light tippers or not tipping at all, most said they had a special deal with my boss and that he would settle up with me. I knew that I was getting royally fucked and I didn’t like it one bit. But I still had. And-" Am I interrupting anything?" came a male voice, from near the bushes. It was Beck of course, who was shirtless and wearing a pair of board shorts."Not really," Freddie said, semi annoyed, "we were just talking about plans for hanging out when we get back home." Freddie looked over at Sam with a half-smile as he spoke.Beck sank down into the water next to Sam, the "couple" now seated almost across from Freddie. All three exchanged glances semi-nervously, looking for something to talk. .Laurie couldn't find the word, so she just continued with her makeup, pressing her full lips together to make sure the lipstick was spread across them evenly.Laurie was going over to Aimee's dorm tonight to study for the upcoming psych quiz with Aimee and her cousin Brad. Freud. The quiz was all about Freud, and Laurie hated it. Stupid sick man's psychology. Stupid sick man.Laurie thought Freud's obsession with penises was disgusting. Penises. Laurie couldn't figure out what was so great about. You said that you thought I would never ask. From where I sat I could just – barely – reach the cushion pile so I grabbed two. I passed one to Mark “just in case good buddy” and left one on the edge for you to lay on as I slipped back in to the tub. You hopped up and spread your legs for me and I licked the chlorine from the folds of your pussy. As I muttered under my breath as to how the chlorine wasn’t nearly as tasty as you usually were I realized that in our current circumstances chlorine.