” She looked good, better in the light than in the gloom of the club or the sleazy half-light of the alley. Her hair looked neater, tight around her...scalp like a black cap. She was taller, less heavy than I remembered although that may have been her clothes. She was wearing a pinstripe blue business suit with a white shirt and a blue silk tie, slightly pulled away from the open top button of the shirt and black toe-capped shoes that were polished and clean. Her Asian eyes, like almonds, were. She knew I was married and always refused. One night I rolled in about 11pm and grabbed a cup. She was just getting off and had changed from her convenience store uniform into a skirt, heels, and a top that showed off her boobs. They weren’t huge, but they were firm and high. I whistled at her and asked her where she was headed. She winked at me and said “wherever you’re going to take me.” I just kind of laughed it off and she said, “I’m serious Papi, why don’t you take me somewhere that. ‘Tristan and Travis? Of course I do, what about them?’ Valentina questioned. ‘You do remember they’ve had a thing for us for a long time, check?’ Rachel kept going. ‘I mean, since they were both kids.’ ‘I do, but – yuck! They’re both – well, they’re nerds and they’re also 5 years younger than we are,’ Valentina sighed. She then noticed two muscular, attractive young men who seemed to be the focus of attention of several of the single, attractive young women at the party. ‘Wow, Rache!’ Valentina. Emily hugged Sarah, pushing their chests together, and grabbed her ass. They both closed their eyes and began to kiss and lick each other’s tongues. Emily squeezed Sarah’s ass cheek with one hand and rubbed her asshole with the other. Sarah enjoyed the moment, listening to the warm water flow over her ears and run down her torso.-------------------Emily's family made hamburgers for dinner. Everyone had finished eating and were now sitting around, talking, enjoying the ocean breeze. The girls.