Katie's Life-guarding Demonstration (Fully Clothed, of course!)

It was funny how weekday morning swim numbers suddenly increased, the very day after Katie soaked her best dress. Thirty odds, forty odds and forty-eight on the Tuesday after. Most of them were regulars, but they didn't often attend every day; most of them usually swam about two or three times a week.

But now the regulars seemed to be suddenly coming in for a swim nearly every day, along with occasional users and a few visitors. And everyone seemed to have heard about Katie's lunchtime dip the Thursday before! Some of the regulars were disappointed that hadn't had the chance to be there!

"You should have publicised that properly, Katie! We'd have loved to have supported you! We'd have been delighted to make a donation, but we never had the chance!"

Katie apologised for their missing out, "Sorry," she said in reply, "It really was just a spur of the moment thing! I was finishing early on Thursday, and I still had this collecting tin to fill! So, I thought what could be easier than to just jump in the pool!"

"Especially when you do that most days anyway!"

"Ah," replied Katie mischievously, "But not in my best dress before!"

"Katie!" one of her more elderly lady friends admonished her, "That sounds to me as if you were setting out to tease the gentlemen!"

Katie responded to her with a look of hurt innocence, "Well, we raised forty dollars, and it was fun!"

The lady leaned closer to her, over the counter, "Katie dear, I have heard that your dress, well, left little to these poor creatures' imaginations. Let me give you just a friendly word of advice!"

Katie looked embarrassed. She hadn't expected to be told off!

The lady continued, "If you do the same again, wear your dress, but give the poor souls here a week's notice! You'll get a lot more admirers and you'll raise a fortune!"

Katie giggled, "Sorry!" she said, "But I did have my bikini on too! Only it's a skin-coloured one!"
The lady went in to change, with a knowing look on her face.

Things seemed to be going well, otherwise. Billy and Rachel were now both fully trained to take sole charge, but Katie put them on duty together anyway, especially now that most sessions were busier. Health and Safety were worried about her pool disco plan, because it was designed for teenagers and the pool operated on the basis that there was no lifeguard cover. This meant that children (and legally that meant anyone under eighteen) were the responsibility of the adults in charge of their caravan or chalet. The issue about having a disco was that the adults were unlikely to be there. So health and safety recommended a staff to swimmers ratio of one to four. So even if all five of them were rostered, attendees would be limited to twenty. That was less than the number of bathers they'd get for a normal weekend evening family session!

It seemed that whatever she decided to do, it would have to be aimed at adults and families! Her party organiser contact had an idea; she had access to props including a dunk tank! The suggestion was to have a fun quiz night when volunteers would sit over the dunk tank and answer a series of questions! Completely correct answers would win a prize; any wrong answers would earn a drop into the tank! If this was set up on the poolside, then everyone could enjoy a swim or enter the quiz as they chose!

If she went ahead with this idea, Katie was trying to think of a way of encouraging the quiz competitors to be fully clothed! That would make it much more fun! She wondered if there could be prizes for the best dressed dunked people, or something like that!

Rachel was practising hard with her swimming every lunchtime! Billy usually went in the pool with her! It was good to see the two of them getting on well together! Rachel wore just her swimsuit to practice. She was a small girl and her figure was not full, her costume hung slightly loosely over her fairly flat chest. Billy went in with his shirt on, as instructed! He helped Rachel with her swimming, supporting her sometimes in the water and encouraging her. Katie noticed how he appreciated Rachel's bum, as her swimsuit glistened tightly from where the scooped back curved around her delicate body.

Each of them was diligent about cleansing the changing area, while the other manned the desk. Even George was good at cleaning now!

On Sunday evening Katie faced an incident in the pool, which could have become very serious. She had asked Geoff before, and she had asked the others if there ever had been a safety incident in the pool. But everyone just clammed up. It was clearly something that nobody wanted to speak about. She'd never got around to asking Kevin privately.

This night Katie was on duty by herself. Yellow shirt and red gym skirt over her bikini, as usual. It was very quiet; there were just a couple of mums in the water with kids. Weekenders or short holiday visitors. And of course, the pool, as we know, operated with attendants, not lifeguards. Everyone used the pool at their own risk and children under twelve were required to be accompanied by an adult.

Katie was busy at reception on her laptop, having hosed and cleaned everywhere. It didn't look like many more would come in tonight. She wasn't watching the pool; she wasn't required to and of course, she couldn't always do anyway, especially when she was serving customers or cleaning the cubicles.

She heard shouting and screaming, more urgent and louder than the usual cries of laughter and excitement. She dashed around the desk to the poolside. For a moment, she couldn't see anything amiss. Then there was a mum, holding a baby in the shallow end and she shouted, "It's my Derek, he's disappeared, he's gone under!"

The lady was pointing towards the deep end.

Katie felt a huge surge of well, excitement is not quite the right word. Determination, it was. This was the moment she had spent hours and hours training for and learning how to deal with. To possibly save a life. She turned around and banged the first aid alarm button under the desk. She grabbed a pair of swimming goggles. She hurried along beside the pool, collecting a buoyancy aid and a rope from hooks on the wall. This was why she always insisted on everything being tidy, nothing lying around to get in the way, and everything in the right place!

She looked carefully over the pool. "Don't panic," she told herself firmly. Seconds spent now, getting information and then planning, could be crucial.

The surface of the water was opaque, it was dancing around under the lights, and all she could see were sparkles and flashes. She momentarily stooped down to loosen her laces, dragging her trainers off as she looked, using one foot to pull the shoe off the other. She walked slowly along, her eyes scanning outward, her heart starting to pound. Katie was desperate to get in the water and make a rescue, but she reminded herself it was worth taking the time first to locate this child, she must not just jump in before she knew she knew where he was. She tried to focus first near to the side and then to look further and yes, there was a shape! Her view was momentary and broken by the flashing of light on the water, but she could see someone in the middle, under the surface!

The mum was frantically trying to wade towards her, but the water was deep and she was holding her baby up above her head. "Back, go back! Look after the baby!" Katie shouted, pointing vigorously away with a jabbing hand. She hadn't known how loud her voice was until then, or how authoritative it sounded. The mum stepped back, "Back, back!" Katie insisted.

Katie pulled on the goggles and dived in. Once under the water, she could see further and she was heading straight towards a small boy. If she hadn't located him first, she might have wasted minutes swimming in the wrong place. He seemed to be close to or on the surface now. This made it easy for Katie to come up under him, surface and tow him to the side. It was a textbook pool rescue, as Rod had drummed into her. And it was much so much easier because he was so small.

People were arriving at the poolside as Katie pulled him out. The other mum was there, and then the first aider arrived. Derek was coughing, spluttering and bringing up water. His mum was climbing out, screaming and nearly hysterical. Someone had brought towels. They wrapped the little boy up. He was breathing. He seemed to be OK. Katie put her arm around the mum, "He's OK!

Geoff arrived. "This lady has just saved Derek's life!" the mum cried.
Geoff started to explain about the pool's safety policy, it was not protected by lifeguards and bathers were responsible for their children, "Geoff!" Katie interrupted him brusquely, "Not now!"

The first aider was asking Derek simple questions, checking his pulse and getting him to wiggle his fingers and toes.

Katie held the young mum's baby as she cuddled her son. An ambulance was called, just to be sure.

Everything was fine. The young lad had just thought that he was a better swimmer than he was. His mum had been distracted, just for a moment or two.

"Don't you agree, Geoff, that we should all be lifeguards?" Katie made her point, "There are young kids in the pool all the time! Will you agree with my request for funding for the training course?"

"No!" Geoff replied grimly, "We can only set the terms of use, and trust the customers to follow them! Someone could drive too fast on the site; they could crash and kill themselves. All we can do is set the speed limit, and trust drivers to observe it!"

Katie scowled. Geoff put his hand on her wet shoulder, "Well done Katie, you're a hero! But we couldn't even have this pool open, if we had to meet the legal requirements for a public pool with lifeguards! It can only be a private pool for Hillview residents and visitors!"

The next morning the young mother arrived in reception, baby in pram and an eight-year-old trailing reluctantly behind. She handed a card and a lovely bunch of flowers to Katie.

"I could never say any words to thank you enough, for what you did last night," she said simply.

"You don't need to at all!" Katie replied, "But thank you for these! The flowers are really lovely! Everyone is safe and well, that is what really matters!"

"I panicked when Derek disappeared because I knew there are no lifeguards, and I had the baby in my arms! I didn't know what to do!"

"That must have been terrifying!" Katie tried to imagine her alarm, "Well, I am actually a qualified lifeguard, but I'm not employed here as such, if that makes any sense!"

"It is a blessing that you were here last night! You must have been sent by an angel!"

Katie smiled, "Thanks!"

"My mum says we can't go swimming today!" the little boy said, sadly.

"You must do what mum says!" Katie said, firmly. Derek crossed over to look out passed reception, at the pool.

Katie whispered to his mum, "Feel free to come in if you want. It might be the best thing, to put last night out of everyone's mind!"

"Are you sure?"

"Of course! You're very welcome! I'm here till five!"

Kevin came in just after four, to meet Katie and join her after work. He wasn't actually on duty.
The young mum arrived just afterwards. She looked very nervous, not taking her eyes off Derek. They all went to change, reappearing ten minutes later.

"Now stay in this bit, near me, all the time!" the mum hissed at him, indicating the shallowest section of the pool with her hand.

"Kevin, watch things here for half an hour," Katie ordered him crisply.

She went to poolside, shoes and socks came straight off and she collected a beach ball from the store.

"Look mum, the angel lady is coming into the pool; she's still got all her things on!"

Katie kept Derek amused for the whole of his swim, catching the ball and then she gave him some swimming races across the shallow end! She told him how to do his swimming strokes better. He was delighted that Katie could swim the whole width of the shallow end along the bottom of the pool! Katie's red skirt flowed gracefully in time to her strokes, billowing up to the top of her thighs and unwrapping down to her knees. It was like the foliage of some exotic undersea plant! He loved every moment, while his mum could give her full attention to the baby!

"Thank you so much," the mum had a tear in her eyes. "You are so kind! And you have got your outfit wet through again, due to me!"

"I don't mind one bit!" Katie smiled, "It's fun! Imagine if you worked in a swimming pool and you hated getting wet!" Derek thought that was very funny.

It was amazing how word spread across the site. Next morning, and throughout the week, Katie's regulars congratulated her. "Katie, you're a star! Katie, there's a young child safe today because you were there and you knew what to do! Well done, Katie!"

"Do you remember all the times you've seen me swimming, in all my kit, or even in my clothes?" she asked her elderly friend.

"Yes, Katie dear, I do!"

"Well," Katie replied, "I'm really glad I did! I always wanted to be a lifeguard! Even if the gentlemen do like the way I look!"

"They do! They do! Bless you, dear!"

Now that everyone seemed to know that Katie was actually a qualified lifeguard, the friendly comments about this continued, "We know we're extra safe today, with Katie on duty! Why not give us a demonstration, Katie!"

That remark made her think. Now, lots of people had offered to make charity donations! And lots of gentlemen were apparently keen to see her getting wet through again!

Katie returned to the charity shop and signed for another collecting tin!

"Now, I've got an idea!" she announced, the next afternoon. She'd popped into work especially because Billy and Rachel were finishing at five and George was taking over for the evening.
So she could get them all together.

Everyone looked up, "Will you all look after the collecting tin on reception again next week? Monday to Friday, for the regulars mainly!"

"Of course! What are you going to do on Friday?" George asked, "Now, give me three guesses!" he smiled, "Something to do with the water!"

"Got it!" Katie replied. "Remember now, it's totally voluntary to contribute! But anyone who does gets the chance to take part in my lifeguard demonstration on Friday at twelve!"

"Brilliant!" Billy replied.

"I've got slips here, just ask anyone interested to put their name on a slip! Then put all the completed slips in this box!" Katie had everything prepared. The little yellow slips of paper were all identical in size.

"I'm going to draw three names from the box first thing on Friday! Anyone who's entered can come to reception to see if they're chosen! They don't need to come in the pool unless they want to or unless they're chosen! The three volunteers will swim for free that day!"

Everyone was impressed. Katie seemed to have thought of everything.

"And can you ask everyone filling in their names, if they can have a change of clothes with them on Friday if they are selected!"

The others liked having this to do on reception! It made the day more interesting. There was such a lot of response to Katie's idea. Everyone contributed financially, included those who'd done so the other week. Not many people filed in slips though, to volunteer for the lifeguarding demonstration!

When Katie was on duty, she was asked lots of questions about it.
"What are you going to do? Do you want someone who's a good swimmer? Are you going to wear your dress again?"

Katie assured everyone that they would be safe! It would be best to feel confident in the water, but no, you didn't need to be a strong swimmer! Her dress? Well, wait and see! But she wanted everything to be as realistic as possible! So she asked her volunteers to bring a change of clothes with them too!

Katie was only on till twelve again this Friday. Kevin too was interested in what she planned to wear in the pool this time! Katie was in the bathroom that morning, in her bra and knickers.

"Wow, gorgeous!" he squeezed her, "Not getting ready for the pool?"

"Mmm..." Katie looked thoughtful. Her white undies were a shiny lycra mix, almost like sportswear. The bra had solid cups and covered her snugly.

"I do like this set! This is almost like swimwear!" she mused. "I could get away with wearing this in the pool!"

"Just your bra and panties?" Kevin laughed, "Your fan club will love it!"

"Don't be silly!" Katie reprimanded him, "I told you that I want to make everything realistic! So, decent underwear! And workwear!"

Katie pulled out her new business suit. The last time she'd had this on, George and Kevin had tossed her into the freezing water!

"This skirt will do!" she announced. It was just above knee-length, reddish-brown and made of a thick woollen mixture.

Then Katie pulled a work blouse off the rail. She'd bought it when she'd been working in the office, but she'd worn it only a few times. It was a bright white polyester fabric, not too thin, with long sleeves and a high "v" neck. It buttoned up to the neck and suited her shapely figure, covering her very generously whilst at the same time looking very feminine.

Kevin was chuckling quietly, "Katie!" he spoke to her knowingly, "I think you know very well, that top is going to be very clingy in the water! And you're going to have your bra underneath?"

Katie made sexy eyes at him, "Dream on, lover boy!" she purred. "It's perfectly decent! Now, where's my stockings!"

Katie arrived at work not in her nice workwear, but in leggings and a sweatshirt. Billy and Rachel arrived quickly after her.

"Not wearing your nice dress today?" Billy looked a little disappointed.

"I'm getting ready for the pool later!" Katie confirmed. Billy wondered what clothes Katie had in her holdall!

Her first task was to select three volunteers! There didn't seem to be many completed slips in the box, only about six, at a glance! Perhaps the thought of being a volunteer at her demonstration was a bit daunting!

Katie closed her eyes and swirled her hand around in the box. One by one she pulled out three slips. She wasn't familiar with the patron's names, but all three appeared to be men. She wrote the names in thick felt tip on two pieces of A4, placing one on the front door and the other by reception.

Things were surprisingly slow to start that morning, with few bathers arriving before ten. The three gentlemen who'd been selected did come in and confirmed that they were happy to take part. They were all middle-aged or older, looking to Katie as if they were in their fifties and sixties.

"Can you bring a change of clothes?" Katie asked, and they all assured her that they would.
"Please arrive at 11:30," she asked, "So I can brief you first and you can get changed!"

There was still hardly anyone in by eleven. Katie began to get seriously worried that this whole thing was going to be a complete flop! Perhaps lots of people just wanted a quiet swim, and have no-one bothering them, as George used to say.

Then suddenly everyone arrived at once and there was a queue stretching across the foyer and out of the front door. Katie worked flat out, to get them quickly through reception. Cubicles were soon full and another queue developed in the changing area. Katie had never seen anything like it. Still more bathers arrived. But everyone was good-humoured and happy to wait their turn.

It was half-past eleven and still more customers were arriving. The three volunteers were here now!

"We're packed out!" Katie gasped; "Things might run a bit late! Is everyone OK for time?" Everyone was.

The collecting tin was opened; the amount donated was nearly one hundred and twenty dollars. Katie went around the changing area and poolside, announcing this amount. There was cheering and a wave of appreciation. Whatever else happened today, they had raised a fantastic sum.

Finally, everyone who wanted to was changed. This was a record attendance for a morning session, over eighty adults! Normally, Katie would not have allowed so many in, but as the queue filtered through some of the customers said that they were just going to watch from the side and didn't need to get changed. Katie closed the front door. She couldn't cope with any more arrivals.

Katie briefed her three volunteers, speaking to each of them for several minutes, and checking with them all that they knew exactly what she wanted them to do. They were all fairly strong swimmers. They all disappeared into cubicles.

Everyone else was standing or sitting around the poolside. A lot of the bathers were in the water, by the tiles. Others sat on the side and the ones still dressed stood a bit further back.
Katie addressed her audience. "A huge thank you to everyone!" she announced. "Thank you for the fantastic donations! That is what really matters today! And thank you for coming here too! It's an amazing turnout and greatly appreciated! Now then," she continued, "Let me tell you what you are going to see today! You are going to see three different types of water rescue. I want you to forget where we are. This pool could be a stretch of water anywhere; it could be a lake, a river or whatever. It is likely to be cold, dark and dangerous! I want to make this seem as realistic as possible, and if I was passing by this stretch of water today, I would not be expecting to go swimming! So please excuse me now while I go and change!"

A round of applause followed Katie as she picked up holdall. Her three volunteers were all waiting by the lockers. They all had shirts and trousers on. Katie slipped into a cubicle and emerged four minutes later in her smart blouse, skirt and stockings.

"You're looking all dressed up for this, Katie!" one of the gents complimented her, as they all gave her discreet admiring glances. Katie did look very pretty and ladylike and certainly not as if she had just prepared to go swimming!

They walked together over to the pool area. The buzz of chatter died away and everyone looked intently at them, those on the nearside shuffling around to see properly.

"Now for the fun bit!" Katie announced, laughing. "Well, fun for me anyway! I'm going to ask my three volunteers, one by one, to get into the pool for us!"

There was a murmur of agreement, "Gentleman number one, please!"

The first volunteer had on socks, smart trousers, a pink shirt and tie.

"Doesn't he look smart?" Katie chuckled, as some of the audience gave little "wows" and "whoops".

"What a shame to get him all wet, but there we are!"

The man walked down the steps and swam into the very middle of the pool, where he bobbed up and down, treading water and letting himself dip under now and then.

"Now the first thing to explain about lifesaving," Katie began, "Is that you need to do it as safely as possible. And the safest place for you to be is firmly on dry land! In other words, you only want to enter the water yourself if you really have to! You are at most risk yourself in the water, and time and time again it is the would-be rescuer who is the one who ends up in difficulty! So first, check if there is something you can throw! Something the victim can grab hold of! Something to help them to float! And then, is there a rope, or a pole, or something you can use to help them back towards you?"

Everyone had gone very quiet. Katie walked up the poolside to the middle, spectators moving aside from her way.

"Now volunteer number one seems to be moving, he is conscious and he looks likely to be able to grab hold of something! So I am going to try this first!"

Katie picked up a buoyancy aid, with a rope attached. She shouted, "Catch this!" and she threw it carefully, so it landed a couple of feet beyond her stooge, and the rope swished into the water well within his reach. He tugged on the rope, pulling the aid close to him and he wrapped his arms around it.

"Now, he is floating! He seems secure!" Katie went on, "I'm going to pull him into the shore!"

Katie pulled firmly on the rope, keeping both her arms well apart and leaning back from the water, to propel her subject towards her.

"He looks comfortable and secure, so it's worth going to the safest place to get onto dry land!"
Katie pulled the volunteer down the pool, watching closely to see that he had a firm hold of the aid. When he arrived at the steps, Katie reached forward to help, and he climbed up himself.
Katie went onto describe some first responder techniques to check that he was conscious, breathing and to assist with breathing if necessary.

"A big thank you to gentleman number one!" Katie announced warmly.

"We managed to get him completely wet, and look at me, not a drop on me!"

There was laughter and chatter, "Not yet Katie! There's still time, Katie! You must have changed your clothes for a reason!"

"Gentleman number two please!" Katie called. Her second volunteer had on jeans and a check shirt.

"Shall we get him wet?" Katie asked her audience humorously.

"Yes!" came the unanimous response.

Gentleman number two waded in, making his way to the same place in the pool as his predecessor had been rescued from.

"Now, the difference with my second volunteer is that he seems to be unresponsive!" Katie observed. The gentleman was slipping under the surface and reappearing, but did not turn towards her shouts. Katie threw in the buoyancy aid, but he ignored it. She threw in the end of another rope, but he did not seem to see it.

"Well, I've tried throwing, and I've tried pulling!" Katie explained, but now I'm going to have to go in!"

There was a gasp of approval and one or two cheers.

"Remember that this water is dark and unknown!" Katie reminded everyone. "So I don't want to just dive in, or even jump in! There could be sharp objects under the surface, or I could get stuck in mud or weeds. So I need to enter the water in the safest way I can see!"

Katie was returning to the steps as she spoke.

"The next thing I'm thinking of is my clothes!" Katie continued, as she was indeed thinking about her clothes. She secretly loved the thought of going in the pool in them!

"This skirt is quite thick, and it's going to get waterlogged and quite heavy. My top has long sleeves and is going to restrict my movements! So what I might do now is to discard my top clothes before I go in! Now, you might think that it would be just too embarrassing to save someone in just my underwear, but think how much worse it would be if I was fished out downstream, maybe drowned, in all my clothes?"

You could have heard a pin drop. Surely Katie was not going to undress in front of them? To her underclothes? One of the male watchers broke the tension, "Well, if you need to strip off, Katie, you carry on and we'll all pop out for ten minutes and get a cup of tea!"

Katie couldn't stop laughing, "No, I'm not going to do that! But I just wanted to explain the different points to consider! But it's a family pool, and it's a family demonstration, so I'm just going to have to get wet, I'm afraid!"

Katie jumped down the steps, her boobs bouncing up and down in time to her movements. And many pairs of male eyes jiggled up and down too, as they followed her.

She waded carefully out, parting the water in front of her as if checking that the way in front was clear. The water crept up Katie's blouse inch by inch, claiming the material as its own and leaving it sodden in its wake.

Then Katie dipped under and glided to her subject, taking hold of him and supporting his head. Gentleman number two enjoyed the tow back down the pool, he could feel Katie's chest brushing up and down his back, as she stroked with one arm to her side. They arrived safely at the steps, and again Katie described the first response.

"A very big thank you to gentleman number two!" was greeted with applause.

"Gentleman number three, please!" Water continually dripped out of Katie's skirt as she spoke. Her blouse was clinging tightly to her, it was fairly solid and protective, but the outline of her bra straps ran across and down her back and the whiteness of her bra deepened the texture of her appearance at the front. Her shapely breasts moulded the blouse into the shape of the fine young woman she was.

Gentleman number three had on socks, corduroy trousers and a t-shirt.

"What shall we do with gentleman number three?" Katie asked.

"Get him in the pool! Get him wet!" were the universal responses.

Gentleman number three also waded and swam to the middle of the pool. He disappeared under the water, swimming down to the bottom and staying under for some time, before breaking the surface every twenty seconds or so, to breathe.

"Now, gentleman number three poses a different challenge!" Katie enthused. "He has disappeared from sight! Please forget that you can see him coming up to breathe. I had to let him do that for today's demonstration! But in real life, my problem is that I do not know where he is! Someone has seen him go in! But the water is dark and now you can't see a thing!"

Everyone had gone completely quiet again. "It's really difficult to know what to do first here, and you've got to weigh up the dangers to yourself too. Sometimes, the only clue you get that someone is there is when you see bubbles rise to the surface. A drowning person often expels air under the water. Then, you have to decide whether you can affect a rescue!"

Right on cue, two lungfuls of bubbles broke the surface, as gentleman number three let out his breath before coming up for more.

Katie went back down the steps. It was good to give her lovely outfit another wetting! She made another competent rescue, but this time her subject appeared to be unconscious and Katie pulled him from the pool beside the steps.

"Now, I would need to clear his airways, try to clear them of water and breathe down his tubes! I might need to loosen his shirt and I might have to try to resuscitate his heart! But I'm not going to actually do any of that," Katie concluded.

"Oh, that's a disappointment!" gentleman number three exclaimed, "I was looking forward to that bit!"

There was a short pause, and then Katie announced, "Gentleman number three is speaking! He's breathing! He's alright!"

There was laughter all around.

"A very big thank you to gentleman number three!" Katie offered her arms and they embraced each other, his wet shirt and Katie's wet blouse both pressing coldly into each other's bodies.

"A very big thank you to all our volunteers, to all of you for coming and most of all, a very big thank you for the fantastic donations!" Katie told everyone.

"And thank you to a fantastic pool manager!" gentleman number three added. "There's no-one else who would have organised this today; Katie made it such an informative and interesting demonstration and she made sure that we all survived! She's helped to raise a fantastic sum for a great charity! Just look at her, soaking wet in all her nice clothes, and all because she wanted to make this demonstration look realistic!"

"Thanks, Katie," other voices joined in, "And you're looking fantastic!"

It was after half-past twelve, "We'll keep this session open until one-thirty!" Katie announced, "So you've got time for a dip, and for anyone to change it they want to come in!"
It had been another memorable day.