Cat seemed to have learnt the skills to make everything go smoothly, did they teach her that in school? Her relaxed and warm attitude was really comforting and contagious, I guess she didn't think sharing a glass of wine that big a deal, so maybe I really ought to learn from her, like, as they say in her language, really.<br/><br/><em>Well lets head to the pool, I'll meet you down there after I change.</em><br/><br/>That would be nice, would be a real big change from my usual sulking alone in the water. I decided it was also time to start the fireplace, so the whole living room and kitchen would feel really warm and comfy. I donned some red and blue sports shorts, and sit inside the pool.<br/><br/>The water was perfect, warm enough to stay motionless, not enough to be sweating, and I turned on a "slow massage program", which made it all bubble gently. She joined me in a lovely blue two piece that I found very attractive. I almost told her so but we didn't talk much just enjoying the water as she put her arm around my shoulders. I felt an eerie tingle in my crotch and realized I was getting hard.<br/><br/>I gulped and froze a bit. Well what did I expect, hadn't masturbated in quite a few days, a lovely girl sitting next to me, I wasn't feeling so bad about it but I would have been really annoyed if she would notice and get the wrong opinion or even worse shrug it off with "that's ok dad, happens to boys all the time", I moved my lower body on the side a bit, it gave me more space inside my pants, but I was out of the way, bubbles hid the situation and I leaned my head against hers, just enjoying our time.<br/><br/>After a few minutes, it subsided and almost on cue, she invited me to watch TV and keep drinking. "Two bottles", wow, college life definitely had a way of breaking a few taboos, but I was in no mood anymore to play parenting. I got up and dried myself with a towel and changed for nothing and a night robe on the top, my regular evening outfit. One pipe in hand and I'd look like a younger Hugh Hefner, whom she probably never heard of.<br/><br/>She was on the couch, still in her bikinis, I almost regretted not putting pants on me as I couldn't help<em>feeling inside </em>how pretty she was. I got crackers and cheese on a plate, and watched her intensely, I hesitated, then I thought it completely stupid not be able to tell her my feelings unless I wanted to fall back in the same patterns that had divided us. "You've become a really pretty girl, very seductive if you allow me to say so, and I don't' believe you've mentioned boy friend." I tried to be casual as I sit next to her, putting the plate on the small table in front of us, but somehow I just wished, without believing it, that she didn't have one, as I was sure I would become<em>jealous</em>.