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Mom is out of town and its time to party by her pool. I have some friends over and of course an inflated beach ball too. My dear friend Knottyrope is testing his skills by trying to tie rope around the beachball and me hoping it will stay attached to me when i jump into the pool.  We laugh, talk, and joke around as we get me bound to my new best-friend, a beach-ball. None of us have done this before but i trust them with my life and im not worried, i know i wont drown, i hope i wont. Once the rope is complete, we add air to the beachball, making the binds tighter and more secure but once i jump into the water, the rope slips off the the beach ball.  What an easy escape..lol. We don't give up, next we try to wrap the beachball to my body using plastic packing wrap.  I know right away with the amount of plastic he is using that this will be more successful. Wow! Its being discussed how i may not be able to kick to help myself not drown, but i am not worried. I don't think I could be more "in love" with this beachball once I am completely stuck to it, but I am wrong. We add air to the beachball with laughs and smiles making the plastic wrap get tighter and tighter around my arms and body. I am one with the beach ball and this makes me happy! I even get a few spankings by my friend while in a sumo position stuck to the ball. Now its time to jump in and cool off. Splash....WOW, i realize that I am super comfortable just floating around as more plastic is added to ensure my comfort/beachball love. My head is pulled up and my feet are secured with more plastic allowing me to just float around like beach-balls do.  Once i get brave, Knottyguy and I decide to try and flip me around while attached and in the water. He gives it a few tries and lots of water goes up my nose, but i smile and laugh all along. WOW, now this is what i call fun at moms while shes away.  Just think, you could have been sitting on the patio watching and helping with this debauchery:)