"I have never been swimming in the nude", he said quietly sitting on a lounger at an angle to the pool to hide his discomfort.Marianne climbed out and...came to sit on the same lounger displaying all her very obvious charms to any observer who happened to venture that way. "Your body is very attractive." she indicated with a wave of her hand. "No one here bothers with costumes. Here, let me help you."Marianne seemed to flow round Jean-Claude touching, stroking and fondling as she went.. “You must be Brandon,” a voice said as the door opened. “I’m Claire’s mom, Kathy.”Brandon held out a hand. “Hello Mrs. Silverstein, it’s nice to meet you.” He was surprised to be eye to eye with her. She was about as tall as he was at 5’10, and had wavy dirty blonde hair in a bob cut.“Sorry, I’m a hugger!” She pulled him in for a warm embrace. He let out a nervous laugh as he hugged her back. He felt how thin she was in his hands. He noticed that she was about an A or B cup, but had an. I didn’t know exactly how much my portfolio fund was worth anymore. It had grown so much, with many deductions for charities and taxes; it had gone beyond my ability to keep track of it.Another change was I found the more money I made, the harder it became to invest my money. It wasn’t that finding the companies was any harder. But there were only so many shares you could buy, before your buying affected the market price. There were also times when there were only so many shares available, so. The girls went to Lucy's room and I snuck back upstairs to my apartment. My head throbbed, like a massive hangover after a night of drinking cheap tequila. Pitching forward into bed, I fell unconscious.Dreams came to me; slowly coming into focus like the light of the sun becomes clearer to a diver ascending from the depths. In my dreams, I was climbing stone stairs. Drums boomed out the cadence as I marched out of a torch lit staircase. The crowd roared in anticipation as I stepped onto a.