“Assholes. This is the girl’s shower room!”Othello, Triss had seen naked plenty of times; more than. She’d seen him fuck his beautiful ghoul d...zens of times by this point, and usually in the ass, so there’d been a hypnotic appeal to it. So she’d watched, more than once. Hell one time she’d given instructions like a porn director. That’d been a fun night. She hadn’t expected to see him walk into their shower naked, though.Othello was a hunk, no two ways about it. The tan skin, big and strong. “Is that Swati with you? That’s cool, bring him too. I don’t care about the footie, this is better. Look, get an Uber, stop at the offie and get a few more bottles of wine, then get on over here. Bring your cozzies, ‘cos we’re in the pool. Though you might not need them for long. Call me when you get here, and I’ll buzz you in.”She quickly hung up. “That’ll make them come,” she smirked. “Come on, bokkie, let’s have a swim while we wait.”She jumped into the pool, closely followed by Andy. I. ”I just stand there with my heart beating out of my chest as Betty talks. Betty turns and looks at me with a wicked little smile, then takes my hands in hers.“What, you think we didn’t know John is your father. Sugar, we’ve been searching years for a couple that's like us. My mother died when I was young, but her death was a car accident. So I didn’t have the time to prepare like you did, but Daddy gave me his undivided attention as I grew up. He took me to the beach for my seventeenth. This is her story: I am a Yoga instructor in my twenties. I had wanted to be a nurse when I was younger, but nursing school was not easy. I don't mind hard work, but I wasn't really the best student, I just needed to find something else. I started working in retail, and moved up to assistant manager, but that was not very fulfilling for me. So when my own yoga instructor suggested I take a teacher course and become an instructor myself, I jumped at the chance. Three years later, I was.