Treading Water

Had the toughest day you can imagine....island paradise living can have it's down side....here goes: there I was a little lost for company, S series guy is out on location; all club members are with meaningful work or wife commitments. Then during one midnight phone call, S series guy, suggests his recently uni graduated nephew could keep me company for a day or two or whatever time frame I would like...."go for a coffee"; "take the boat island hopping"; "go dancing"......

Ok I thought, a bit of intellectual chatter with uni geek and he's bound to know how to apply sun-screen right. What turns up at my door is a GQ magazine model (six foot of course, perfect sun tanned olive skin, short black cropped hair, crooked smile, perfect white teeth, hazel eyes, defined chest with only a smattering of hair). Don't quite know what to do with him (well I do, but being the clear thinker that I am this was not an option), so off we go for a swim in the ocean keeping at least 3 meters of cool Adriatic water between us at all times, when it got all too hot (median temp was 30, but a lot hotter lying side by side at the waters edge) it was back to the pool at my place.....as the pool is only 3 meters wide that new rule was hard to keep, so I had to get out otherwise "Complications" with a capital Trouble.

So there I was sitting on the pools edge, having a glass of vino, while GQ model sips his beer, splashes (he's in his mid-twenties, they splash) around a little and asks whether I want to do anything else, now who's looking at who's chest.....like my mind wasn't exploding already!!!!! Deep breath, look away NOW - oh man, oh man..... I had to send this piece of delight home untouched - well physically, didn't get a wink of sleep all night with the thousand and one scenarious playing in my head, and you think it's easy being me - it took 10 tea bags to get rid of the dark circles under my eyes and several cold showers just to be able to deal with breakfast.

Not pretending to have titanic strength, thus currently I'm avoiding returning phone calls for a replay until I work out how to accidentally cut the fuel line on the speed boat when we go for the suggested midnight swim.