I slowly crept to the half-opened curtains and peeked inside. The irises were a little too long to be fully human. Come home with me. And as it pressed against her sex, widening it and finally slipping inside her, she realized that is was a sphere of some kind. Several times her hands brushed across my belly and breasts. The chlorine in the pool was really strong. A soft ding announced her arrival, breaking the silence in the car. In spite of my predicament, my eyes wandered to her bosom. In the deepest part, treading the water to stay afloat. Biting her lip softly to fight the chatter of her teeth, she grabbed a to small towel from the shelf over the toilet in the bathroom, then her red vynyl bag off of the table top containing her key and other items stowed in there for every occasion that may arise.