As dusk fell, a black sedan drove through the gate.
Bruce parked the car and said to Martin in the back seat, "I'm going to see Cohler, I won't be back tonight."
Martin reminded him, "Feel free to take any of the gifts from the sponsors."
Without any hesitation, Bruce took a few things from the garage, got in an ordinary Ford, and left the house.
When Elizabeth saw the gate close, she jumped up and flung herself at Martin.
Martin hurriedly caught her, picked her up, and headed toward the villa. Along the way, he slapped her bottom with a smack—the feeling was quite nice.
Elizabeth was at an age brimming with vitality. Seeing the swimming pool in the front yard, she suggested, "Let's go swimming. Whoever swims faster has the upper hand tonight."
The evening of October was somewhat cool, and Martin slapped her again, "Not tonight—the water is too cold, and this pool isn't heated."
