Candy had just come home from class on a surprisingly warm Spring afternoon. She drove past her best friend Ann's house on the way home, wondering about how she's doing at her first year away from home. She reminisced the time they went skinny dipping in broad daylight when they were 12 years-old. Bicycling around the neighborhood with someone riding on a skateboard tied to the back end. Candy also remembered the embarrassing moments that her nose would suddenly bleed as well, half-blind because she'd take off her thick-lensed eye glasses before jumping into the pool with her nose-pinched.
"Ahhh...the memories of my geeky childhood," she thought to herself. Half-relieved to have overcome it, but thankful that she and Ann were still good friends and had good laughs to remember it by.
As she pulled into her own driveway, she felt this sudden urge to take advantage of this unusual Spring heat and thought about taking up Ann's offer to use her swimming pool anytime in the afternoons. Ann's dad was always real cool to Candy, and she figured that he probably wasn't home, after a glance at the empty driveway.
After Candy quickly rushed into her house to change into a bikini, she grabbed a towel and drove over to Ann's house across the street. As soon as she stepped into the back gate, she looked around to see if anyone was home, or around. She brushed off her cautiousness and went on in, stripping away her t-shirts and cut-off shorts. She dipped her red-painted toes into the cool water, and she tingled at the shiver of the warm breeze that engulfed her mostly naked body.
She stepped onto the hard diving board, took a step forward, and dove straight into the deep end of the pool. The refreshing water engulfed Candy's athletic body, and swept away the perspiration that had been building up from the high temperatures. She stuck her head out of the water, midway in the swimming pool. She stood up, looked around to double-check one more time if anyone was looking and started to swim laps. "Might as well get a workout while I'm here," she thought to herself.
After about 30 minutes of swimming, with some breaks in between laps, Candy placed her hands on the concrete above the side of the pool and pushed her wet, glistening body up onto the firm ground. She slowly dried herself off, and decided to lie down on one of the deck-lounge-reclining chairs. She could tell the sun was going to set shortly, so she decided to take advantage of the late afternoon's rays to improve her tan.
As she lay there, she had this weird feeling that someone was watching her. She looked around, but didn't hear or see anyone, so she figured it was just the uncanny atmosphere of being alone in someone else's backyard.
