"Maybe later"

"Maybe some other time!" you say. "I'm still looking around."

Roxy looks disappointed. "Oh well. Never mind." She wanders off.

You look around and see an almost unoccupied hot tub. The only person in it is a tall, muscular black woman who looks to be in her late thirties. She's up to her chest in the bubbly water and she's got an absent expression on her face, and is looking at her watch.

She sees you staring and looks you up and down with an aggressively sleazy gaze that you normally only see from dock workers, and then only the really sketchy ones. You're suddenly slightly relieved that **** is forbidden here. "Mmm mmm. Yummy!" she says, smiling. "You must be the new girl. I'm Sally. Everyone calls me the maniac."

Suddenly a head surfaces from the water. It's a young white woman with her wet blonde hair swept back. She drags in a huge breath of air with a gasping sound, then looks expectantly at Sally's watch. The weird black woman says, "One minute eight seconds."

"Yes!" squeals the blonde. "Personal best."

"Good. Now, hands behind your back and get back down there."

The blonde takes a deep breath and dives. A second later Sally makes a satisfied face. "Ahh, yeah." she sighs happily. You laugh, realizing what the blonde girl is doing. "The hell?" you ask quizically.

"Dumbass McTongue down there thinks I'm teaching her sexfighting tips. She's no jobber, but she's not good either, and I told her ---mm yeah--- this exercise will hone her technique under **** exhaustion conditions."

You raise one eyebrow. "Does that even help?"

Sally laughs. "I have no idea. I just like --aaah right there--- I just like getting eaten out in a hot tub. Stupid girl was dumb enough to fall for it. Every day for two weeks we've been --mm ahh yes-- doing this and Emily still hasn't caught on."

Emily bobs to the surface again and gasps in another big breath of air. "Forty-eight seconds. Your endurance is improving." says Sally and gives you an almost imperceptible wink. Emily looks pleased. You have to stifle a fit of giggles. Sally turns around, puts her hands on the edges of the tub and says, "OK, rimjob time. You know your counter-clockwise still needs work."

"Awww, do we have to? My fingers are all scrunchy already."
"So are mine. Hurry up."
Emily submerges again and moments later Sally says "Nnnnnh ooh".

You stare a moment longer, then wander off to see something else.