" Good!"Ann's mouth abruptly left Bob's tumescent cock. He sensed a soft breeze as she passed by him and his eyes snapped open."You wouldn't leave me ...ike this, would you, baby?" Bob pleaded."It's my turn to shower, lover. I can't go to bed with this chlorine smell from the pool all over me. I have to get it out of my hair. I'll rise off as quickly as I can."Bob looked longingly down at his erect cock then back at Ann. His lip protruded like a pouting child's."Hold that thought, baby, I'll be. "Elizabeth, my dear, pray continue your piece!" his host spoke to his daughter who sat down again and resumed her play.From where he sat, Anson could see her profile. Her eyes were open now, concentrating on the notes, and he thought that he could detect a blush on her features. It took perhaps five minutes for her to finish, and both gentlemen gave a polite applause at the end. Miss Elizabeth curtseyed while remaining seated, adding uncommon grace to the talents Anson kept chalking up in her. ‘You are assuming again, Ken. I may have meant something else.’ ‘Something else?’ ‘You know what mean, it is alright for you guys you can just do it behind a tree or something.’ ‘No trees here’ I say and she slapped me again. ‘I do please you don’t I Ken? I try to be the sort of girl that cherishes the guy she wants for life. I would never do what we do if it was just a casual affair.’ I feel her warming to me again after the temporary hitch and this time, when we kiss and hug, her hand moves. The ice had been broken and she reached forward to get a pad and a pen from the desk in front of her. “Is this your first tattoo?” she asked “Yes, it will be” I replied. “Do you have any idea of the design yet?” I had been looking around the shop and had seen a number of clever designs but they all seemed to require huge areas of skin to show off their artistry so I replied “I’m just looking for something small.” She reached beneath the counter and produced a small flick photo album and opened.