Me glanced toward us."I had always thought of myself as a handsome, single man...andstrangely, trapped in this feminine body, I did...but, did I alway... lookthat grumpy to others?" I wondered as let me gaze drift down to the boy,"Shhhhhh!" I whispered to him."But I want to see Jesus' Christmas tree!" he pleaded desperately. Iglanced upward quickly, and saw what he wanted to see. The church alwayssurrounds the huge nativity scene with several live trees, all decoratedin clear blue twinkling. So maybe he had used her, so what. People used each other everyday. Jen had used me, he thought bitterly. She used me to piss Ryan off. They're both bitches, he thought angrily. Then he began to get sad, knowing he loved one of those bitches, the one he couldn't have.The phone rang again."Hullo?" he asked."Matt?" said a female voice, a voice he knew very well."Yeah?" he replied, trying to pretend he didn't know it was her. Maybe it wasn't, he thought."Um, it's Jen. How are you?" Um, fine.". She was sitting behind her mother“Okay, you two, knock it off!” said their father from the driver’s seat. “Just because you two missed your beauty sleep doesn’t mean you get to whine like spoiled brats! According to the GPS we’ll be in Springwater in just a few minutes.” Adam Brownell looked over at his wife Megan and rolled his eyes.Megan simply shrugged. The two girls, fifteen and sixteen, were not what could be called morning people, and they had been up since well before dawn for the trip.. ”As he watched the stunned look on Ian’s face, they heard the women screech and giggle.Looking toward where the women were, Ian saw something come flying from the pool. Grabbing it, he saw it was wet fabric. Opening it, he discovered it was the top of Mati’s bikini.“It’s starting,” Jordan said with a chuckle.Ian could see the women were jumping around and appeared to be fighting, but the laughter and screams indicated they were having fun. As he watched, another piece of wet fabric came sailing.