Tom, who was gald for Rosie's help with the heavier cooler packs, took a beer as well and popped it open, taing a long pull on the can.  When he was done, he smiled brightly, and remembered that there were few things as satisfying as the first taste of a cold beer, after a long road trip.<br/><br/>Tom ha dfigured that the girls would pick their rooms first, and he didn't mind.  Truth be told, he didn't mind much of anything, right now, as he was there, in the cabin with his two friends, and all seemed to be right with the world.  He had a descent job, most of his college bills were paid, and now he had a number of days to just relax and be himself, without any worries from the outside world.  He'd find his room later.<br/><br/>"Trouble?"  Tom asked Meredith.  "I don't know about you, but I'm going to go try that pool at the side of the house.  Looks a lot cleaner than the lake, for a swim."<br/><br/>Tom had indicated the object that had first caught his eye as he drove up.  Someone had build a large pool by the side of the cabin, and covered it with a greenhouse-like glass enclosure, to keep leaves, dirt, and other crud from filtering into it.  Tom was in love, as he'd loved swimming, but was rather dubious about swimming in a lake with all those critters in it.  Take a bot out on it?  Sure.  Swim?  No.<br/><br/>"Yeah, a swim sounds good for me."  He said.  "Anyone want to join me?"