Ayla and Anna lounged by the pool, their sunglasses glinting in the harsh midday sun. The heat was relentless, but they didn't mind—it was the perfect excuse to laze about in their swimsuits, their feet propped up lazily on the poolside. Ayla stretched out, her bare feet dusty from wandering around the backyard, her toes digging into the warm tiles beneath her.

The pool guy finally arrived, a bit later than expected. He walked up to the gate, tools in hand, eyeing the two girls as they smirked in unison. Without a word, Ayla extended her foot toward him, toes curling slightly. Anna ...

Ayla and Anna lounged by the pool, their sunglasses glinting in the harsh midday sun. The heat was relentless, but they didn't mind—it was the perfect excuse to laze about in their swimsuits, their feet propped up lazily on the poolside. Ayla stretched out, her bare feet dusty from wandering around the backyard, her toes digging into the warm tiles beneath her.

The pool guy finally arrived, a bit later than expected. He walked up to the gate, tools in hand, eyeing the two girls as they smirked in unison. Without a word, Ayla extended her foot toward him, toes curling slightly. Anna followed suit, lifting her own feet, her expression smug.

"Ready for your payment?" Ayla teased, wiggling her toes as dust flaked off.

"You missed a spot," Anna added with a grin, pointing at her heel.

The pool guy hesitated for a second, then set down his equipment, getting the message loud and clear. They had no intention of letting him off easy—his real task wasn't the pool, after all.