The Truth About Tyler

For the next hour, we fool around in the jacuzzi. When it gets close to seven, I run off to go get dressed. I did not really buy clothes for this type of occasion. I slip on a short flowery dress; it shows a lot of cleavage and just barely covers my ass. Back at the main house, Tyler is already waiting for me

He looks at me, and the mere sight of me knocks his breath away. "You are going to give Mr. James a heart attack."

"Or maybe I turn him on, and he gives it to Mrs. James later."

"Jenna! What a disgusting thought to put in my head."

I burst out in laughter as his cheeks turn a soft rose pink. "Anything interesting that I need to know about them?"

"They had lived here even before I was born./They close to their sixties. They married for almost thirty-seven years."

"Shit," I exclaim. "They sound old. What do we talk about?"

"Whatever comes to mind."

Then the thought dawns on me, "Do they know the crazy lady is coming?" I ask.