Dante had never been good at knowing when people were checking him out. His sister had always told him that he needed to pay more attention, and with the swimsuit he was wearing, it didn't leave much to the imagination, a very visible outline was apparent, especially when wet. Thankfully he was underneath the water now, so 'it' was a little less visible now.
"No kidding? My parents had one when I was younger, and I used to spend a lot of time in it. I missed it when I spent two years in France in the Cooking School." He said as he sipped more of his wine. He was a light weight, so one glass would do the job. "You don't have to call me sir. Outside of class, Dante, is fine." He said casually, as he smiled at the teen. The warm water was relaxing him, and he felt wonderful.