Is this our Next Date?

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James called me the next day asking if I was busy Saturday.  We made a date to go one Saturday.

Saturday:

James rang my doorbell and we headed out.  He had told me to bring a bathing suit so I did.  We drove around neighborhoods and not stopping until we reached a large manchine house.

"Uh... is this our date?"  I wondered looking around at the huge house.

He smirked at me and stepped out of the car.  James walked around to my door and helped me out.  We walked toward the back gate of the house and sneaked through.

"What are we doing?!"  I whispered, with a harsh tone.

James looked at me and laughed, "I'm not sure where we are.  I'm not sure if they are home.  All I know is I feel like swimming and they have an indoor pool."

My heart dropped and I looked at him in amazement.  We were really sneaking into a random person's indoor pool!

James reached for the door handle of the pool house and opened the unlocked door.  He looked over his sholder at me and smiled a big toothy grin.  James walked in and took a deep breath.

"Are you freakin kidding me?!"  I said looking around the pool house. It's floor was tiled to perfection and the pool was shaped in a heart.

James climbed into the pool and began swimming.  I stood in the doorway and gawked at his insanity.  He did a few laps and then floated on his back, staring at me.

I glared back down at him, crossing my arms over my chest.   He smiled at me.  I couldn't help but laugh. 

I sat on the side of the pool and watched him swim around.  James pulled me into the pool and pushed me under.  I giggled uncontrollably and jumped on his shoulders.  James went underwater and wouldn't let me come back up for air.

We did this until an old lady in slippers and curlers walked out into the pool house.  Her jaw dropped open and her eyes were wider than golf balls.  The woman muttered words and screamed at the top of her lungs.  She quickly ran out and into the main house.

"Go get out! Run!"  he laughed and jumped out of the pool.

I grabbed my purse and we bolted out of the pool house and into his car.  Laughing the whole way.

James drive me home and we sat in the car until I had the urge to leave.  James grabbed my arm, this time kissing me on the forehead.

"Until next time my dear."  He whispered.

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