I walk away as she is coming to the surface. Everyone laughs . I keep walking to the patio door. I hear her giggling saying “ I’ll get you back la...er “ as I close the door behind me.A few more hours pass of drinking with the parents and watching all the kids playing in the pool. Sarah climbs on her friend Courtney’s shoulders and Melinda is sitting on some other girl’s shoulders. Standing in the shallow end of the pool. Trying to knock each other off into the water. This seemed to be their. The children came home after playing. Later that night after the children had slept, she came to my house with some fried snacks, and she was wearing a long t-shirt with soft tight pants underneath. She told she wanted some wine, I filled up a glass for her, we sat next to each other my arms went around her and she put her head on my shoulders.I slowly put my hands on her stomach inside her t-shirt and pressed softly; she held her lower lips with her teeth and moaned in delight. I in my shorts. .. what do you call girl-cum, anyway?”“WHAT?! Who cares, go on!”“Well, she pretended I had something on my lip and rubbed her ... vaginal secretions, is that it?”“DON’T CARE! Go on! Gimme a new pack of wipes, I’m fresh out.”“She rubbed that on my lip. For the pheromones. And then Kate barged in and put a stop to it. I’ll put wipes on the list, this is the last pack.”“Thanks. Hand me a onesie?”“Blue?”“White. Okay, so what happened?”“Well, we did kiss. To break the ice. And I didn’t catch on to. I don’t have to do anything like that. It’s just weird, that’s all.”“Why is it weird? What do you have to do? How bad can serving drinks be?” I said.By this time, we’d finished our beers. I felt a buzz and felt Bob did too.We decided we wanted more to drink and went to the store for a sixpack. When Bob asked for a half-pint of whiskey, I felt he wanted to get drunk. When we got back to the park, he opened the booze and took a swig from the bottle. Then while Bob chased the whiskey with.