She was fond of singling out offenders: “Naomi, Denise, Barbara” always from the side of the pool always dry as we floundered, splashed and kicked until chastened, wet and sore we left the pool and dispersed. I went back for my water bottle and there she was in the water, waving and shouting, but not to me I figured.
The next lesson was held by James, 29 tanned, waxed and nice.
“Where’s the other instructor” Denise asked. No-one knew her name.
“Umm, she had an accident, right here in this pool after your last lesson. Couldn’t swim it seems. Ready ladies?”
The next lesson was held by James, 29 tanned, waxed and nice.
“Where’s the other instructor” Denise asked. No-one knew her name.
“Umm, she had an accident, right here in this pool after your last lesson. Couldn’t swim it seems. Ready ladies?”
