Besides, it’s doing him a favour. I’m sure the dumb blonde would prefer a swimming pool to a dirty, lifeless pond.”“How do you know it’s lif...less? There might be fish in it.”“There weren’t. We pumped out all the water into the drainage ditch at the bottom of the garden. Nothing but green slime.”“Hello Father,” interrupted a voice I recognised. It was the spokesman from the pub.“Hello. What are you doing here?”“I’m the foreman and this is my crew. I’ll be operating the digger. One of my lads is. All that she could think about was meeting Greg. Going back to her hotel room with him. Fucking and sucking and rolling around the bed naked with him all night long. Nothing else could displace those thoughts as she counted down the time until her flight. When she finally got in the air, her flight was already fifteen minutes late. That didn’t worry her much as she hadn’t checked any bags and she had a little extra time in the schedule before their appointed meeting time. But then there was a. My daughter went in to cool off, but Taylor stayed outside."What's wrong Taylor? You've been awfully quiet" Well, you kind of hurt my feelings with your comments about my bikini. I then started thinking about how I must have looked on the beach all day. I really want to look good when I go out in public."Boy did I feel like a douche..."Taylor, I was not saying that you did not look good. I was actually stating at how you probably looked too good. I know we are in Italy and all, but that. .he definitely caught my eye. Standing at about six feet, he was lean, had short black hair and a nicely trimmed beard. I don't normally like beards, but he was so damn hot, I didn't mind.as the bar was so quiet, we chatted for a while and found that we both liked football. During our conversation, there was a lot of eye contact and we touched each others hands a few times, I have to admit I was quite hard by this point. He went off to clear up some glasses, and when he came back, he grabbed my.