Of course he did. And here I was, the loser without the licence. ‘Um ... I didn’t take it,’ I said. ‘I walked. My mum would have noticed for s...re if I’d taken the car.’‘Oh,’ she said, not suspecting a thing. ‘That’s true. I’m just glad you’re here! I’m so hungry, I was just about to start without you,’ she said, taking my hand and leading me to the blanket. We sat, and she ripped open a packet of something surprisingly aggressively with her teeth. The wonderful aroma of hot dogs wafted up into. She came up and started chatting him up. Brent wasn’t quite sure what to do. Although he passed well enough as a woman, he surely wasn’t equipped as one. Things were only getting worse as she started sliding her hand up his leg while they talked.Her hand was all the way up under the hem of the dress he was wearing and almost discovering the truth of his sexuality. He placed his hand over hers, pressing it into his thigh to keep her from moving it. He took a deep breath and told her he was a. I joked, “Looks like its time for the chics to find a new table.” Mandy just rolled her eyes and said, “Lets go.” Nick and I slaughtered them. Mandy and I are both pretty good at beerpong and can get very competitive when we play it, though we are usually on the same team. After a handful of games, Mandy and Kathy were back on the table. They were both talking smack about kicking our ass this time, saying that we had only won the last game because we haden’t been drinking as much as they had. I. I was not certain which one it was and it really didn’t matter since they were identical. I could understand his determination to forge a relationship because the girls were both extremely lovely to look at and they were in the blush of feminine youth when their skin was almost pink with distracting appeal at all times.The four of us were nicely armed with Kentucky rifles and plenty of dry powder to see us through a dangerous route. I was quite familiar with the working of the flintlock.