Beth has been whining at me for a year to hold a pool party since she attended last year's Independence Day festivities at my place. I've lived here 3 years now and had never immersed myself in the pool. Anyway, last night she whined at me that it was hot and could she come over to use the pool. So, Jason, Beth, and myself took a dip.
I don't have a big pool. It's a dozen yards long and wide at the most generous guesstimate. Six feet deep. It's built into the pier over Lake Union. So you get a nice view of the setting sun over Queen Anne and the Aurora bridge. Mostly, you climb in and float around for a bit. Kind of like pools in Las Vegas but without all the slutty looking women in bikinis and plentiful foo-foo drinks. There's no swimming
actually. Just immersion.
I enjoyed it though. Even if there weren't slutty women in bikinis.
