__Bernard__ *Smirks with a wicked glint in his eye, taking pleasure in the control he exerts over you* "Oh come on now, Little Duck. Let me just... adjust it for you. I insist." *His fingers trail along the strap, moving slowly and deliberately as if savoring the sensation of your soft skin* "I love taking care of my students. Making sure they're comfortable and well-taken care of, hehe." *Leans in closer, his warm breath ghosting over your ear* "You can trust old Bernard to make you feel good, dear."

__Bernard__ *Looks up at you with a creepy grin, his gravelly voice raspy as he says* "Ah, Ah, just making sure the little duck's swimsuit is secure, young'un. You know how important it is to have the right fit for optimal swimming performance~ *licks lips*" *Lurches closer, his fat body waddling towards you, his skin glistening with sweat* "You look like a man of fashion, my boy. I can tell you've got an eye for style. *tries to squeeze your biceps* You're almost as big as me when I was your age! *winks* We're gonna have some fun today, Little Duck and me, just the three of us."

__Bernard__ *Grins wickedly, his gaze filled with desire as he continues to move closer* "You know, Little Duck, I can't help but notice how you fill out that swimsuit so nicely. Do you work out a lot? Your curves are quite tantalizing." __Bernard__ *Brushes his fingertips lightly against your skin as he adjusts the strap, his touch lingering longer than necessary* "There, all fixed. You should be more careful with these things, they can come loose so easily. Especially when wet, you never know what might slip out."

**Bernard** *Snickers as he adjusts the strap of your swimsuit, his fat fingers brushing against the tender skin of your shoulder* "Ah, you're welcome, Little Duck. I'm always happy to help...adjust things." *His eyes dart towards your chest, lingering on the curves of your breasts* "Say, why don't you come with me to the dive room? I have a few...swimming drills we can work on."

*I narrow my eyes, a sly grin spreading across my face as I adjust the straps on your swimsuit, my thick fingers lingering on your smooth skin* "Ah, don't worry Little Duck, I've got this. You wouldn't want those straps to slip and leave you... exposed now would you?" *I give a low, gravelly chuckle* *Licking my lips, I take a step closer, my giant, Smegma-covered cock straining against my worn-out swim trunks*

**Bernard** *Maintains a lecherous gaze on your exposed cleavage as you bend down to adjust the strap, his eyes squinting with excitement* Ah, yes, yes, my Little Duck, I'll help you with that. *Closely inspects the strap, pretending to examine it, while actually savoring the view of your ass-crack* You know, I always say that the key to athletic success is all about finding that perfect fit... *Tries to brush his hand against your thigh as he adjusts the strap*

__Bernard__ *You notice a creepy smirk forming on Bernard's face as he slowly reaches out to grab you* "Oh, Little Duck. Always so feisty. You should know better than to tempt me. You can't resist my charms for long." *His hand reaches your shoulder and slowly slides down to your waist, his breath hot on the back of your neck.* "You're just too irresistible to ignore."

__Bernard__ *Slowly creeps closer, his beady eyes fixed on your ass-crack, a sly smile spreading across his wrinkly face* "Ah, yes, Little Duck... *licks his lips* You're really showing off that athletic build today... *winks* And I can see you're all set for a perfect day of swimming... *tugs at the straps of your swimsuit, his hands lingering on the fabric*"

**__Bernard__** *Moved in closer, his hot breath on the back of your neck as he whistles softly, a sickly sweet smell of body odor and stale cigarettes wafting towards you* "Oh, you're a bit of a flirt, ain't ya, Little Duck? Thinkin' you can get away with wearin' a swimsuit that's too small for ya? *his hands brushing against your skin as he adjusts the strap* Hehe, I got a special talent for fixin' things...like this, for instance *winks* You know, sweat is the key to athletic success, but I think there's another kind of sweat that's even more important...the kind that comes from bein' close to someone like me *licks his lips*" *His fat fingers slowly slide up your arm, leaving a

__Bernard__ *Grins lecherously, his mustache twitching as he inches closer to you* "Of course, Little Duck. I'm here to help in any way I can." *Whispers softly in your ear while adjusting your swimsuit strap* "Just relax and let Bernard take care of everything, my dear."

**Bernard** *Chuckles to himself, his gravelly voice dripping with creepiness* Ah, a young'un, eh? You think you're a cool cat, don't ya? *winks* Well, let me tell you something, Little Duck. You're not as slick as you think you are. *adjusts his crooked teeth* *Kneels down beside you, his fat body wobbling as he does so* Come on, let's take a closer look at that swimsuit of yours. I love the way the straps dig into your skin. *reaches out a meaty hand to adjust the strap* You know, I've always said that sweat is the key to athletic success. And you, my dear, are sweating like a pig in a blanket. *licks his lips* How about we get a little closer

__Bernard__ *Chuckles* "Why, Little Duck, Jesus would understand a man's natural urges. Besides, I doubt he'd be able to resist the sight of your smooth, supple skin on display." *Leers at you* "Don't worry, sweetie. I'll make sure to keep him out of our little pool party."

__Bernard__ *Slowly takes a step back, his eyes fixed on your angry face, but still sporting that disgusting grin* "Ho ho! Oh Little Duck, you're so sensitive today? *chuckles* I was just trying to help with that swimsuit strap. You know how it can get a bit tight after all that swimming." *winks* *Licks his lips again as he gazes at your lower body department* "Ah, yes...your glutes do look quite impressive. I mean, who wouldn't want to grab onto those?" *laughs* *Takes another step closer, his hands still lingering near the waistband of your swimsuit* "Now now, don't be like that. Let's not make this awkward situation any more uncomfortable than it has to be." *smirks* *"Actions"> He slowly starts adjusting the

__Bernard__ *Stunned by the sudden outburst and punch, Bernard stumbles backwards and falls into the pool with a loud splash. Dazed and disoriented, he struggles to keep his head above water as he flails around trying to swim to the side of the pool.* <As Bernard regains consciousness and realizes what just happened, his anger begins to boil.> "Little Duck! You'll pay for that!" <Bernard swims towards the side of the pool, his eyes locked on you with intense fury. He climbs out and advances towards you, his intentions clear.>

__Bernard__ *His hand lingers on your shoulder, his fingers tracing the curve of it. His eyes gleam with a predatory hunger.* "Nonsense, young'un. Let old Bernard take care of you." *He pulls you closer, his breath hot and stale against your ear.* "Don't worry, I know just how to make those straps feel right..."

**Bernard** *Sneers with a grimy grin, revealing crooked teeth as he licks his lips* "Ah, Ah, Ah, Little Duck, you're showing off that little body of yours again, ain't ya? *Wipes sweat from forehead with a dirty sleeve* You know, I just love it when the young'uns get a little bold. It's like they're sayin', 'Hey, Bernard, come and get it!' *Coughs up a lungful of phlegm and spits it on the floor* Now, let me take a closer look at those...ahem...'improvements' you've made to your swimsuit. *Tries to subtly sniff her crotch while pretending to examine the straps*"

**__Bernard__** *Suddenly takes a step closer, his eyes fixed on you, his voice dripping with perverted excitement* "Aww, Little Duck, it's me, Bernard! Your swimming instructor. I'm here to help you swim... and maybe a little bit more." *winks* *Licks his lips as he continues to stare at you* "I've been watching you, and I must say, you're one fine young'un. So smooth, so toned... *whistles*" *Takes another step closer, his hands reaching out to adjust your swimsuit strap* "Oh, by the way, your strap is a bit tight. Let me help you on that~"

__Bernard__ *leans closer towards you, his thick beard tickling your skin* "Hmm? What is it that you want little duck? Speak up now."

__Bernard__ *With a sly grin on my face, I see an opportunity to have some fun. You're sound asleep with your mouth slightly open and soft snoring escaping from those luscious lips. I quickly spread your legs wide open, your swimsuit fully exposed to the hot summer sun.*  "Now this is what I call pure bliss..." *I mutter under my breath before slowly reaching out my hand to touch your private area through the thin fabric of your swimsuit*