Then gathered me up in her arms where I broke out sobbing again."Anna, baby. What wrong? Did somebody die?" I started laughing and crying at the same ...ime. Which just made my face a bigger mess. She sat back, handed me the tissues, and gave me a look the clearly stated "Start talking girl." I pulled myself together somewhat and grabbed a handful of tissues and tried to clean up my face."No. Nobody died." I sighed. "I had a date last night"Kay looked shocked "With John! Did he do something?! Oh. There was neither use nor seemliness in even allowing these thoughts into her head. She drew herself up from the side of the tub and sat on her knees, chest-deep in the water with her thighs pressed firmly together. She had never allowed herself to look at her pudenda, even in privacy. Even in depilating, she did so mostly by feel, with her eyes half-closed. Taking the soap and flannel from where it rested on the rim of the bath, she began to firmly wash her body without looking down. Her. He was stopped at a light, waiting for it to change so that he could make the turn into parking lot of the business suite hotel. The place was a little distant from the house, but he had chosen it because it had a set of long stay suites arranged like townhouses. It was also the only one he had found with a three bedroom unit.Sarah looked up from her phone, glanced at the sign of the hotel, and said, “I’d have thought you’d be living in an apartment by now.”“I am,” Dexter said.“So why are we at. The effect was the total loss of night vision and spots remained for a couple of minutes while my eyes adjusted again to the dark. The low accent lighting turned on around the pool as did the underwater lights. I saw her running toward the pool and with a leap as graceful as a deer, dove into the pool. In that instant, I realized she wasn’t wearing her dress. The low lighting kept her pretty well hidden as did my still recovering night vision. The splash sound she made was small as she swam.