The Lounge's Summer Pool Party

I'm horny," Jez announced to the world at large, moving her hand up between her legs almost as if to prove it. "Can't there be a third option where we just say fuck it, literally?"
 
"Well, aren't you the lucky one." She smiles at Jez, pausing in her apparently desperate attempt to empty her jug of sangria as quickly as possible and letting her eyes drift out to the ocean. "But I don't think that's really an option for me right now."

Her smile grows as she watches the gentle rolling of the water, the eternal motion of it helping to calm her tension as it always did. Probably why she loved this place so much.

Setting her still very full jug aside she rises from her lounger.


"I think I shall swim a little, hopefully that'll help clear my head of annoying thoughts. Back shortly!"

Not bothering to take off the thin white tunic she was wearing over her swimsuit, Brit dives off the edge of the decking and into the sea. Surfacing with a happy sigh and swimming slowly among the waves.
 
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With a sigh Jez rolled over, rising up onto her feet with her coat falpping around her unheeded. "I think I'll go take a cold shower, or at least masturbate myself with the shower head for a while," she announced with a carefree tone before heading over towards the pool house to seek the aforementioned appliance.
 
shakes her head and grimaces a little bit

Charming. Enjoy! I might just join you in the sea, Brit. It looks inviting.

removes her top and dives in
 
She's treading water, a few metres from the poolside bar, and watches Serp's dive with a smile. Waiting until her friend has surfaced and had chance to catch a breath or two before calling over to her,

"Lovely, isn't it? There's nothing quite like swimming in the ocean."
 
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I love being in the water. I really do. It calms me, soothes me, and it's so good for the muscles too.

lies back and floats
 
"I agree entirely!"

She nods before snatching a breath and ducking under the water, revelling in the feel of the relatively cool water through her hair and across her skin. Swimming slowly before coming back up to the surface, several metres away from where she just was.

"Nothing quite like it," she murmurs to herself more than anyone before swimming back towards the deck a little, the sun warm on her shoulders and each stroke through the water easing a little more of her tension.
 
continues to float, staring up at the first stars winking in the night sky, wondering when that epiphany moment happens when she finally gets to see how worth it everything was
 
swims to the edge of the deck and climbs up the steps, turning to sit on the edge with her feet back in the ocean, just watching the waves for a little while
 
trudges in and falls directly into the water, face first and sinks all the way to the bottom
 
*Walks through, examining both the seascape and the pool area. Peering into the water, he moves to the pool cleaning supply closet, retrieving a long pole with a large plastic hook at its end. He uses the hook to scoop Zy out of the pool, checks to make sure she's still breathing and deposits her in a lounger with a towel over her to keep from catching a chill. After returning the pole, he makes himself a large glass of ice, dropping a few orange slices throughout and pouring pineapple juice to just under the rim of the glass. He takes a seat on the bar and watches the waves rolling in, sipping every so often from his drink*
 
breezes in, wearing a long, white flowing dress and no shoes, but with a little anklet on that has a tiny bell

Evening all.

hops up on a stool and pours a glass of drambuie, no ice, and stares at it for a while before smiling, then looking heavenward, and taking a sip
 
*Walks in dressed in denim shorts and a light knit sweater, a notebook tucked safely under my arm. Humming softly as I get myself a bottle of juice from the fridge behind the bar before finding a seat on the outer deck nearest the ocean.

Settling into my lounge chair, opening the notebook before placing on my lap. Giving a small stretch of my neck and shoulders before setting my pen to paper. *
 
A new day in her part of the world and so a change of clothes is required.

Today a sunny yellow dress, reaching her knees and held up by strings tied behind her neck, is her attire of choice.

Grabbing a juice she looks for a likely looking lounger.
 
Brit appears, escaping the return of the rain in her real world. Giggling about something she read about on the journey over.

"Given all the 'Jaws' talk recently, maybe that is something we should do:"

She continues to chuckle to herself while rooting through the fruit bowl and looking for something to nibble.
 
Hi

Just undoing my string bikini top.

Someone, want to put sun cream on me..??

Melissa xx
 
Sure, I can help.

he squeezes some suntan lotion on his hand and begins massaging it on her back
 
Trudges out to the bar, not particularly dressed for the weather and slips behind the bar, bringing out a few ingredients. Cinnamon, whiskey, cloves, honey. Ideally, a shrewd, smart Witch would be the best person to offer a cure for what ails. She gets to work, heating up the whiskey and simmering some orange and lemon.

Hope everyone is having a good Monday!

steals the bartender's seat and enjoys the warm aroma of the hot totty that will hopefully cure her

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"Sorry to hear you're not feeling so great, lovely," Brit smiles sympathetically. "Sadly it's a flying visit from me, but I would always recommend a healthy dollop of honey into anything when you're feeling the way you are. A marvellous natural aid for all sorts of problems. And if you have some in there already? Have some more in your tea later. Can't have too much of a good thing."

"And with that hopefully helpful advice, I must bid you a good night." She blows a kiss over the bar towards Serps. "I'm slowly but surely working my way through the thousands of photos I took on Saturday. It's lots of fun and feels awesome to see what I can do with my camera but man, it's a lot of work!"

"Feel better, beautiful!"
 
Bare feet slap across the boards of the deck before stopping abruptly and being followed, after a short pause, by a loud splash
 
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