"Good to know, Barbarossa, that's just how I like it."Bond smirked."What is your name?"Barbarossa asked."The names Bond. Jessica Bond."Bond answered h...r."Please to meet you."Barbarossa replied."The pleasure's mine, I assure you."Bond seductively smiled at her.With the drink complete, Barbarossa quickly checked to make sure no one else was looking, before she then picked up a small transparent plastic cup-shaped object and then pulled down her dark grey slacks, revealing her gorgeously round and. I pulled the sleeping bag over my head, hoping to go back to my blissful state but was pulled away from it eventually by Nick poking his head into the tent. “Time to get up, buddy!”“I suppose,” I groaned and got up.“Here, these are dry now,” Nick said, handing me my swim trunks.Adam came into the tent and gave me a clean T-shirt. “You can wear this.”I thanked him and put that on next. The temperature had dropped considerably compared to the previous two days and it did feel good to put. Most of the pages were blank. He wasn't sleepy, and he had only a few plans, so he picked up the phone and dialed her number.It rang a dozen times before an obviously sleepy female voice came on the line."Hello? It's two fucking thirty. This had better be some kind of emergency," she said."Hi. This is Kris."There were exactly seven seconds of silence, then he had to hold the phone four inches away from his ear to keep from being deafened. She sounded mad and excited all at the same time. When. We all sat together on the sidelines and watched as the boys tried out some of their newly learned skills. We cheered and hollered every time one of them touched the ball, shouting out encouragement. Kids that age tend to drift back into the habits of the group, and Davey and Kip were no exception. It was swarmball at its ugliest, but everybody on both teams was having a ball, so it was all okay.At halftime, the boys came over carrying offerings of orange slices from the team's halftime treat.