The girls were better prepared as their rubber cocktail dresses looked very shiny from the lights across the water. I grabbed a pair of wrists and pul...ed her down into the drink with me.“You are such a fucking little kid,” Larry laughed at me. I lifted the woman’s face up and her blond hair looked almost brown as it was soaked, I pulled the bangs aside to recognize Nastya.“Hello gorgeous,” I smarmed as much as I could.“Hello, Master.” She smirked. I grabbed her shoulders and rolled myself on. Not the other way around!" "Did it ever enter that pointed little head of yours, Barocca," asked Tiffany, "that if we're serious enough to call your bluff on your exposé, that we might also be bold enough to take even more drastic measures?" "Specifically, such as hauling you and your prodigy's asses straight into detention, and then turning you over to Ebony," said Dee Dee. "If you're going to pull out all the stops, and go for the knockout punch, you'd damn well better believe that we're. “Tina!” Michelle cried as she approached.Tina couldn’t help but smile. “Hey!” she called back to her friend.The teenagers hugged briefly. As they did, Michelle whispered in her ear, “I like the outfit!”Tina blushed at that, then grinned wryly at her friend. “Thanks,” she replied. She had to admit that she was getting a lot of positive attention for her attire. Even now she could feel guys behind her staring at her backside, wondering perhaps if she would bend over so they could get a quick peak. At least.Everything went great. I slept in on Monday, Read the first half of the new John Sandford novel that afternoon, and spruced up the apartment and myself for the brief visit from Peggy and my Number One Fan.Later, when we drove back to the Gabriel place, Sarah had prepared a great-looking strawberry pie dessert and the four of us were getting along great. I gotta say, Peggy’s mom was as cool as moms ever get. It was the unspoken understanding of all three of the adults that Marty.