The deck above theirs was recessed back a little, but each was surrounded by a wall that didn't allow easy peeking over. There was a picnic table and benches, and a large gas grill next to it. On the other side were 4 lounge chairs, an outdoor refrigerator, and a pile of neatly folded towels. Tanya sauntered over to the pile of towels, her golden skin nearly glowing in the afternoon sunshine. She reached under the pile and pulled out sunglasses, tanning oil, and a magazine. She spread out the towel on a lounge chair which she laid flat, slipped on the glasses to protect her green eyes, and stretched herself out in the warmth of the day like a cat in a spot of kitchen sunshine. Looking over her shoulder at Jimmy, she asked, "If you want to go back into the play room you're welcome to, but I could really use some lotion on my back. Would you please?" The giggling had stopped in the "play room", as she'd called it, and he was curious about what was going on in there, but he could hardly refuse such a nice request.

Timidly he stepped out onto the deck, glancing around to see if there were any vantage points from above that could see into this space, and gained confidence as he saw how isolated they were. Kneeling down beside her he dribbled the oil out onto her back in teasing little drops. Goose bumps sprang up on her skin, and she shivered with delight, but he warmed her up with his hands as he worked it into her back.

She loosened up gradually and he felt her muscles slackening under his ministrations. She opened her magazine, and he saw that it was a "couples" kind. She gazed at the pairs of lovers on each page, man and woman, woman and woman, man and man. Jimmy allowed his hands to wander a little farther down her frame, marvelling at the petite waist, tight cheeks, and muscular legs. He added some oil to her thighs, and really massaged her legs, working his way down to the calfs, the ankles, and the tiny feet.