“Fuck off Jeremy I know you’ve always had a thing for Desi, do me a favor and don’t be a dick” Dave said. I couldn’t help but look at David ...nd feel bad for him, he was my friend and I should probably tell him the shit that Desi was always doing behind his back but Desi was my best friend and well girls stick together…I guess. “Desi, stop being such a bitch to Dave, hey Dave, Jeremy how about you come swimming with us?. It’s getting too hot just sitting out here, I’m about to jump in.” “Good. I'm fine, really. As long as I get my pants back." But they kidnapped you." Looks that way, but I honestly can't swear that I didn't sleepwalk here."I hear the door open behind me and a truly delicious babe walks in with my clothing."Hi, sir. I'm Marcia." Pleased to meet you. I'd shake hands, but..."Cindy says, "We do apologize, sir. We've never had such a fiasco." Oh, so now I'm sir? Well, don't sweat it. No harm, no foul. This has been hilarious. We'll be laughing about this for. Riley was an acquaintance, the sister of my wife’s best friend. Riley was in her late thirties and divorced, with two teenage girls - one a bit on the wild side and the other living with Riley. Riley and I were Facebook friends and practically neighbors as well. She lived in the same neighborhood, but a few streets over from me. I had always had a secret crush on Riley, but managed to keep things in check by avoiding her, except through an occasional response on social media and the. Jim, it turns out, had a conscience.Which put him back to square one. He knew what he wanted but had not aclue as to how to get it.As he ate his breakfast, or brunch if you prefer as it was now about10:30 am, it occurred to him that the waitress, although a rather plainJane type, had potential. Mid 20's, a slight build but broadshouldered, not much in the way of hips, 5'8" tall, probably 150 lbs.He could have done without the "butch" haircut, the tattoos, and thepiercings, especially the nose.