Wind whipped my hair, lashing it at my cheeks and eyes. Pinning it back with one hand, I put my spare key in the lock, turned it, and opened the door... “Aunt Cici, It’s me.” I listened hard, hoping I didn’t have to play nice with my cousin.Nothing.Oh thank God, they’re probably in the backyard. I pictured Aunt Cici laying in her lounger in the grass, catching the sun and watching birds argue in the trees like she did when I was growing up. She’d tell me all their names and when they would. They were young couples, mostly, just starting out, so there weren't a lot of k**s. Barry drove directly to the pool, past landscaping so new that some of the trees still had nursery tags on them, and parked in a lot whose tarmac was so fresh that it still smelled like tar. We entered the pool through the rec center, which was a big empty unfinished space at the time and would stay unfinished the whole summer I was there, with nothing but a single forlorn ping pong table standing in one corner.. My Lady, my Mistress, my owner, is reclining in her favourite plush chaise, and the soft rhythm of her breathing is hypnotic, and as lovely as she is.Sleep must have caught me again, since suddenly she is above me, her heels inches from my face."Wake up, slut! It's 2pm!" She is clearly upset, from the short and urgent movements of her perfect legs, and the way her heels are clicking on the wood floor. "Move your ass, whore! Who told you could sleep so late?"I can do nothing, dare do nothing. Four hours later they were debating the merits of various football defenses. Tiffany and Molly had managed to maintain decorum for most of the night. It was only after everyone was well and truly drunk did they flash their tits at anyone – and even then it was only at Phil.Ann and Rachel had been permitted to attend and they had a great time, it seemed. No one cared a bit about them holding hands or stealing kisses from each other. Hailey fought a smile when she recalled the noises that had.