.."Esme will have one," Gabe said, reaching for the bottle opener. "Won't you?" I—uh--" She didn't want to refuse him. Him and his annoyingly useful...charm. "Why not?"Taylor took the opener and twisted lids off for all of us. We sat in the sun with the cool glass bottles against our foreheads. The chilled fizz of the cider coated my tongue, sweet and fresh and heady. Taylor must have relaxed a bit because he only looked at Esme's chest once, and that was when I brushed the sand off her left. And when I received hers, initially I thought it was a model and not real. But when she sent multiple pics, my mind couldn’t believe what my eyes were seeing.Can a woman be this beautiful? And if she is, is she really texting me? After getting back to my senses, we chatted. After the usual flirting, she told me that she was an NRI and will be visiting Kolkata next month. I was excited from head to heels. Seemed like it was a dream.After all, I was getting a Bong who was married and looked. Another 20 minutes and it would be time to go in and shower. She was glad she had found a way to get her father out of the house for a little while, ever since her mother had gone to visit her sister in California he'd been moping around the house like a lost puppy- and when he was moping around the house she couldn't sunbathe properly.When her phone cut through her quiet thoughts Dawn found herself pouting, but she flipped it open without opening her eyes."Hello?" Dawn, honey, where are you?". Vi looked a little tired, but I didn't over read that, I just thought to myself how good it might be to get her clothes off and go for her again.My Mom and I had a confrontation in the kitchen shortly after that, one for the ages. She wanted to know exactly where I had been after school let out, and WHY hadn't I got my haircut. I was in a good mood when she started on me, so I didn't give in to her begging one bit. I just opened the fridge door and pointed out the items that I had brought home.