Mary wanted to communicate with John, to let him know she was the dolphin. But how? To no surprise, when she tried to speak only dolphin squeaks and clicks came out. She tried to point with her snout at the closed box of vials on the deck and her clothes, but John didn't seem to understand what all the dolphin's head shaking meant.
To John, this dolphin sure seemed playful and friendly. He took off his shoes, sat on the edge of the pool, and offered an outstretched hand to the dolphin.
Mary felt frustrated at John's cluelessness to the situation. Still, she accepted his outstretched hand and let him pet her as she tried to think of some other way to communicate. Mary decieded to splash John with her tail.
"Hey! What was that for?" he exclaimed after getting soaked.
But after a moment, John splashed water at the dolphin, figuring it was still just being playful.
Mary had another idea. Swimming to the bottom of the pool, she got a burst of speed and jumped from the water, knocking John over onto his back and landing on top of him. It was a hard landing for John on the pool deck. Mary again tried to gesture to the box of vials, now so very close. But a slightly dazed John still didn't understand she was trying to gesture at something; he just knew he had a dolphin laying on him and thrashing around. And he realized he kind of liked it.
Mary gave up and managed to slide her dolphin body off of John and back into the water. As she did, her body sliding over John's crotch made it clear to her that he had an erection. Was he being turned on by her a as a dolphin? She had to admit she herself enjoyed those couple minutes of her dolphin body being pressed again John's body and wished he'd join her in the pool. She swam on her side, stomach toward John.
John sat on the pool deck and decieded what to do.