Adult Blogger: BALL HONEYS went on a two-week trip to open a real-estate office in another city. I was working at a nursery. After my Mom and Jill played tennis one day, she told me that I should mow Jill's lawn and, in return, I could swim in her pool and have lunch with her.
On Sunday morning by the time I finished mowing Jill's lawn, I was perspiring profusely. After I put away the lawn mower, Jill offered me ice water and tea, and told me to take a shower before changing in to my swimsuit.
I was in the pool swimming leisurely, when Jill came with dark glasses and dressed in a two-piece swim suit. She brought a bottle of sun screen, and two robes and towels. She sat in a chair and was reading the Sunday paper. I swam towards her and said:
"The water feels good; come in to the swimming pool."
"I am trying to warm up in the sun before getting in to the water; I don't want to get too much sun."
I said, "You can swim after putting on sun screen."
Jill smiled, "You need sun screen too."
I got out of the pool, dried myself, and sat in the chair next to Jill. She put the paper aside, got up, put some lotion on her hand, and started applying it on the top of my shoulders, neck, and ears. Her small hands were strong and I relaxed as she rubbed the lotion; Jill poured some more lotion and rubbed it on my chest, and whispered:
