He saw a lot of people around him (that made him nervous), their curious glances groped his body, but when he saw Eve's face among the others, he was relieved. Fortunately, Eve was close. He loved as Eve was close.
They lifted his head.
"You did not hurt you, did not you, darling?"
He closed his eyes to concentrate, but he did not feel any pain. He felt rather tired, so early on the morning of his birthday. Eve supported him and Harold walked beside them with the inflated orange band. As soon as he heard the others indentations pool. They laughed and shouted cheerfully ribald things to each other.
"Come on, you know honey. Then you get a glass of lemonade," Eve said when they arrived at the table where they were seated. Dr. Waters and his wife were also in the vicinity and pulled a chair along. The potbellied psychiatrist looked at him.
"So buddy, testing the water, is not it?"
Jimmy nodded and watched as the wife of the psychiatrist took him from head to toe. She was a beautiful woman with a red summer dress with white circles, her half-length hair fell to her shoulders, her breasts looked just above the edge of her neckline from the breasts vibrating slightly when she verzat. Would they find him a strange fellow, perhaps even childish, because it something as simple as the art of swimming was not powerful?
Wordt vertaald, even geduld aub..