“So that would be like . . . .” I was trying to count in my head.“Too fucking long,” she whispered into her Sprite.“Getting him drunk then, ...uh?” I asked. Two more Patrons had arrived and I raised my glass at him and we drank. “Wouldn’t do any good,” she said.“Aw, damn,” I said in my most sympathetic voice. “No one should treat a beautiful girl like that. It’s not gonna hurt the baby,” I said. My hand was running up and down her upper calf now. It felt really nice.“Not that he has any. “No. It's just for me. No one else can ever see what I write; never!” Daniel replied sternly, and put his arms over the paper to shield it from view.The summer continued uneventfully as Daniel and Carter came to know each other better. On one steamy August day, Daniel had been writing and, apparently overcome by the heat, had put his head down on the table and fallen asleep. Since it was already past 4:00, Carter locked the door, went over and gazed at the sweet kid sleeping peacefully. He knew. “To Ed and Lindsey’s newfound love, I can only hope I find someone so that I can have what you two have, it truly is the greatest gift one can have. To life, love and friends!” “Here, here!!” We all shot it down at the same time and I slapped my glass on the table. I was definitely getting into the nightlife scene. I let my foot wander to Ed’s leg and I started to make footsie with it. I bounced in my seat to the beat of the music blasting and looked at the dance floor. Everyone looked hot. Still keeping an eye on you I slowly sip from the glass. You've picked up your own glass now as well as the bowl of strawberries, you're sitting on the side of the bathtub. Such beauty, I catch my breath. Once again my cunt aches for relief.Slowly, without ever looking away from me, you take a strawberry and bite into it, letting the juices run down your chin and drip onto your breasts. You smile and motion for me to come forward. Without hesitation I set my glass down and walk to you and drop.