Casting out Shame & Self Loathing.

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I was standing over the pool at 9:00 am on the dot. I'd gone to bed so early, I'd woken up at 7:00 and couldn't get back to sleep. A McDonald's Egg McMuffin was percolating in my belly, and I felt refreshed and renewed.

The pool was full, and the hoses were still going. I quickly turned them off, and rolled the hoses back up. Then I started the filter running. The sun was warm already. It was going to be a hot one. I peeled my shirt off and tossed it to the side, helping myself to some of Amy's sun-tan lotion, covering my shoulders and face.

I went out to my car and got the chemicals out. Time for the magic. I walked the perimeter of the pool, adding stabilizer, algaecide, clarifier, and finally shock. I hauled out four 50 pound bags of salt, and started pouring the fine salt into the water, one bag at a time. I was working on the last bag when I happened to glance over at the porch and saw Amy there, leaning against the door watching me. She had on a robe, and an odd little smile.

I finished emptying the bag, and headed her way. "Good morning, beautiful."

Her smile looked forced. "Morning pool boy."

"What's wrong?" I asked, moving closer to her.

"Nothing. Everything. I don't know."

"You're breaking my heart, morning Goddess," I teased.

"Please. Enough of the Goddess. I'm nobody's Goddess. Slut is more like it."

"Don't," I said firmly.