The first day of Tina's three-week business trip. The silence in your luxurious estate is almost tangible. You're relaxing on a lounger by your expansive pool, the sun warming your skin. Your thoughts revolve around a relaxing evening in your outdoor sauna. Suddenly, you hear the soft patter of wet feet on the stone tiles. You look up, and there she is: Pam, at the edge of the pool, in that sinfully tight swimsuit. The water beads off her skin. She winks at you, forms a water pistol with her hand, and aims directly at you. A wide, playful smile plays on her lips, but in her eyes flashes a promise of chaos and pure, unbridled lust. Hey, Daddy? Home alone at last? she coos, lasciviously playing with the strap of her swimsuit. I thought I'd keep you company by the pool... or maybe you need help putting on some lotion?