He was certain his wife's disappearance had something to do with that property at Diana's Pool. 'He would get to the bottom of this!' he thought with ...onviction. He hadn't believed the little shifty eyed white haired butler! His wife was there somewhere, someone had to know something! 'Unless of course, she had had an accident and had fallen into the water. If that was the case, she'd be dead for sure now.' he thought and took another swig of scotch.He hadn't bathed or gone to work in days. All. She had legs that made him smile and a set of tits that would make any woman proud. The bikini top held them snugly and the cleavage made Ben drool like the horny dog that he was.Ben slowed down to let her walk by and she realized he was staring at her and she stopped, looked him straight in the eyes, and asked, "What's the matter; Haven't you ever seen nipples through a white bikini before?" Of course," Ben replied, "but there's so much more to look at that I couldn't take my eyes away."A. “It looks like it’s going to be a nice day,” Rob said.I looked toward his bed and saw him sitting on the edge. Jenny jumped up and headed for the bathroom.“If the weather report is correct, it’s going to be in the mid-eighties,” I said.“It also says there will be light winds and calm seas,” Rob said as he poured coffee for us.When Jenny and Kelly came out of the bathroom, I went in. I took care of my bladder and then started to shave. Rob came in, took a piss and then stood next to me at the. These bricks had been exposed to the elements for at least a hundred years, but they were machine-made, kiln-fired bricks rather than the hand-made, sun-dried bricks that had once been the foundation of the house. Years of wind and rain had worn those soft bricks down to the point where only one or two courses still stood above ground level.With the strength that comes from the kiln, however, and without the severe winters of the more northern states to freeze and crack the mortar which held.