Her hot tub was on the second story deck. It was up high, in a house on a hill, so even though it was in the open air, there was plenty of privacy. She walked me to the hot tub and said I could get in while she grabbed some beers. I striped down, and jumped in and waited. After what seemed like forever, she appears with a bottle of beer in each hand, and as naked as one could possibly be.
Tracy wasn't as fit as Clara. She had the body of a 43-year-old mom, who had a job, but worked as much as she was able. She wore it well.
Her n*****s were standing at attention in the night air, as she walked towards the tub. She handed me a bottle. I took it trying to act as cool as I could (not very). She draped her legs over the edge of her hot tub, put them in the water, and just sat on the edge. S
