Chapter 33: Hell’s Bells

Medway’ Gymnasium, Arva, Ontario

6:22pm, Friday, December 14, 1979

“Whoa! Damn!” I heard Jon-Jon cry out after I jumped up behind Adam Peawtrowski and pinned the basketball against the backboard after he drove the lane for a ‘clear’ lay-up.

St. Thomas Parkside had a solid basketball team with several of their better football players on their round-ball team, including Adam ‘42’ Peawtrowski, Todd ‘11’ Daymend, Erv ‘44’ Daymend. They also had a huge, six-eight center, Jacob ‘50’ Paxton. The Stampeders probably had the biggest team we’d face all season, but they were relatively slow compared to our athletic group of players.

“Up, Andrew! Up! Up!“ Coach W yelled from the bench after Andrew Werring corralled that blocked shot off the backboard. My six-five teammate turned and threw a perfect baseball pass to Big-Mike, who took off as soon as he saw me block that driving lay-up. With his breakaway lay-up, Big’s basket gave us a ten point lead, 21-11 just after the second quarter started in our last pre-holiday basketball game.

As I followed Todd down the court to pick him up in our full court pressure defense, he said, “Jesus, Mike! You’ve got to stop doing that crap to us.”

“Sorry man, but I just can’t let Adam have an easy basket like that,” I replied with a smile. That block was my second of the game. I also had two thunderous dunks in the first quarter to go with two steals and those defensive gems.

Todd was a pretty decent ball handler, but he wasn’t in my league quickness wise. Neither were his other teammates, except for Adam. Our press and overplay man defense had created five turnovers and caused general havoc in Parkside’s slower, pound it inside the paint, style of play. Even our full-court zone defensive unit got in the fun. Wayne, Smytty and Andy all had steals, which were converted into easy points or free-throws.

At the half, we lead by sixteen points, 41-25. Jon and I both had eight points to lead our team in scoring. I, along with Coaches W and Feelt were majorly happy with how Andrew, Matt, Gary and Dennis played defense against Jacob and Irv. Both ‘smaller’ guys on our man-unit, Andrew and Matt, used excellent body positioning to keep Parkside’s two bigger men from getting close in shots or easy put-backs.

“That was a super half of ball, guys!” Coach W said as he entered our locker room. “Keep playing defense like that, and there’s no way they’ll be able to comeback on us. Until they show they can beat our pressure that is what’s on their menu.” He then turned to Wayne and me and said, “Keep up the pressure on their points. Making them start from further out than they like is having a huge impact on their offensive sets.”

“Sure thing, Coach,” Wayne replied as I nodded my agreement to his challenge.

“If you get winded, Mike, let me know and I’ll put Wayne in. Then, you can take his spot on the zone team ‘till we get back in sync with our rotations,” Coach said as he put his hand on my shoulder.

“I’m good, Coach. Todd’s a good ball-handler but he isn’t running me to death like Johnny or Dane have done,” I replied with a smile.

“Okay. Just offering that up, in case you need it,” Coach W added as he moved over to talk with Coach Feelt and the ‘bigs’ on the other side of the locker room.

“How the hell did you get to that ball, Mike?” Jon asked as we had a few orange slices and a drink of Gatorade.

“Yeah, I think your hand was almost at the top of the square when you blocked that shot at the start of the second,” Wayne exclaimed.

“Don’t know ... I just took off and slapped the ball off the backboard. I was pissed that I didn’t let you know about that pick, so I had to do something to cover for that screw-up,” I said in Jon’s direction.

“You can cover for me like that, anytime you want,” Jon laughed.

We kept up the pressure on Parkside for the second half, and finally took the air out of the ball to start the fourth quarter. We easily defeated our main football competitors, 64-47. When their bigger, slower guys, as well as Todd had to chase us in our 4-C spread offense, it was all over but the crying. Both Todd and Adam fouled out trying to stay with me, Jon, or Big-Mike; as we spread things out and cut through the open spaces.

We finished our pre-holiday schedule at ten and oh, with four wins over teams in the London Free Press’ top ten rankings in Southwestern Ontario. Besides our ‘Ws’ over number two, Beal, and number four, Clarke Road, we beat number five CCH by 23 points and number seven Parkside. I hated that we’d go almost two weeks without playing another game due to our exam schedule, and then the Christmas holiday break. Our next game was going to be in Western’s Purple and White Tournament against Sarnia Northern, the sixth ranked team in our area. This upcoming tournament would be held between Christmas and New Year’s in Western’s Alumni or Thames Halls.

After the game, Todd, Erv and Adam got with me and a few of my teammates to talk. “Holy crap, dudes! While you guys were good on the football field, your round-ball game is awesome!” Todd said as he slapped hands with the Lunby twins, Andrew and me.

“Thanks, Man,” Jon said as he slapped hands again with Adam.

“Jeeze, Mike. Nobody has blocked one of Jacob’s dunk attempts and you shut the door like it was nothing,” Erv said with a smile and head shake.

“And how the hell did you get to my shot?” Adam incredulously asked after Erv’s comment.

“You know I can’t have some of my best buds doing that crap in my house, don’t you?” I chuckled as I pointed to the bearded ‘man-child’, Adam.

“That was the first time in like forever, that a team seriously took us out of our game,” Todd said as Wayne walked over to join our conversation.

“Yeah, we’ve only lost six games in the past two years of JV and varsity ball, and none were like this woodshed beating you put on us,” Erv added to his younger brother’s statement.

“Well, we’ve grown up a little, but haven’t sacrificed anything, speed or quickness wise,” Andy replied as he pointed to Andrew, me and Dennis, who was talking with his super tiny girlfriend, Linda.

“Yeah, you guys were all over us. You never allowed us get into our rhythm on offense,” Todd said.

“So, Mike ... how’s the band thing going? We’ve heard your songs on the radio and saw your promo spots on Global,” Adam asked with a grin on his face.

“We’re doing great. We just found out that we have the number one song on the radio. That was surprising to us, ‘cause Danger Zone, and those other two songs haven’t been released as a single or anything,” I replied with a smile.

“Hey, we’re gonna be at your show in the St. Thomas Civic Center next Friday night. I think everyone at our school has tickets to it,” Erv said in his deep bass voice. His raven-haired girlfriend was now at his side. Erv’s monstrous body size made her look like a tinker-bell, although I guessed her to be similar to Tempe in height and body shape.

“Yeah, that’s our last scheduled show before the NIS concert in January,” I replied with a nod to the Parkside giant and his girlfriend, Tiffany.

“Is there any chance of getting us a few tickets to that show? There’s a lottery for our school’s thirty allotted tickets, so...” Todd asked me.

“If you’re up for going naked, I can get you tickets to the special student section?” I said in response to my friend’s inquiry.

“Gawd, I don’t know ‘bout that, Mike,” Todd replied with a heavy sigh. He then added, “Can I get with Becca to see what she thinks about this?”

“Yeah. You’ve got my number. Give me a call. I’m pretty sure I can swing eight to ten special tickets for you guys. If you don’t want to do the ‘naked thing’, I’m not sure I have access to the general seating tickets,” I said with a smile.

“Okay. I’ll get with Becca and a few others over the weekend, and get back with you, ‘kay?”

“I’ll be up for that, if you are, Erv?” Tiffany lightly said in her high pitched voice.

“That’s would be a giant leap forward ... being buck naked at a concert, Tiff,” Irv softly replied, belying his massive size.

“If Tiff got on your shoulders, Erv, she’d probably be seen all over the country when the cameras pan the naked section of the crowd,” Adam laughed as he lightly touched Tiffany’s shoulder.

“Ohhh, I’d love that!” Tiffany exclaimed. She turned and hugged her boyfriend’s massive torso and gave him her best puppy dog eyed smile, trying to convince him to do this with her.

“We’ll get with Becca on Saturday to talk this out, T-girl,” Erv said with this large hands on his girl’s lower back.

I simply offered up a high-5 to Todd, Erv and Adam in response to their discussion on going naked at our concert. My friends did likewise, and we parted ways to get with our girlfriends.

“You were great out there, Jon,” Andi said as she lightly wrapped her arms around his warm-up covered shoulders. Jon once more led our team in scoring with seventeen points to go with his four rebounds and three steals or created turnovers.

“You were awesome, too, Mike!” Lisa quickly added as my five girls and a few other friends came over to our location.

“How are Todd, Adam and Erv?” Lynette asked as she saw our Parkside friends walking towards the girls’ locker room, their change room for tonight’s game.

“They’re good. Todd asked about concert tickets, so I told him we’d have some for him and his friends if they were up for being naked at the show,” I replied with a smile. I then added, “Erv’s girlfriend, Tiffany, seemed to be amped about going naked during the show.”

“If you give me Todd’s number, I’ll call and talk to him ... maybe his girlfriend, too,” Lynette quickly added as she followed Lisa, Tempe and Shannon in giving me a kiss.

After I kissed Zupena, we heard a couple far off laughs and then Todd said, “You can’t be loving on five beautiful girls, Mike. That just ain’t right.”

“We don’t mind sharing him, Todd,” Lynette laughed as she grabbed my right arm. She yelled, “I’m gonna call you about the concert. When will be a good time for me to do that with Becca around?”

“She’s coming over tomorrow for dinner, and then we’re going bowling. You can call between five and five-thirty,” Todd shouted back at us.

“Okay, talk with you then,” Lynette replied.

“Hey, how does bowling sound to you, guys?” Andy asked us with his arms around Jennifer’s torso, with her back to his chest hold.

“You want to go to Fleetway or Palasad Bowling?” Sammy asked as everyone seemed to think that Andy’s suggestion was a good one.

“I like Fleetway better; but I’m okay with Cosmic bowling at the Pal,” Jon replied.

“I no do Cosmic bowling, before. I would like to try, please?” Zupena said after hearing that option at the Palasad lanes.

“I’m up for Cosmic bowling, Zupi,” Lisa said as she smiled at the tallest girl in our crowd.

“Alright, we’ll run and get cleaned up, and then head on over to the Pal,” Andrew said as he bent down to give Heidi a kiss on her forehead.

“We shouldn’t be too long. Tempe, can you run up and get my jacket, my Math and Physics texts and the red blinder from my locker, please?” I said and then asked of my smallest girlfriend.

“I’ll go with her,” Lisa said as our crew split up and headed in both directions from the gym.

“See you guys outside the locker room,” Eda said after getting a little sugar from Wayne. Wayne told Shannon his locker combination, so my cheerleader and Eda left with Tempe and Lisa to get Wayne’s and my jackets and homework materials from our personal lockers. Heidi, Andi, Linda, Jennifer and Tammi all knew their guy’s combos, and headed to get their gear to save a few minutes of time as we showered and got dressed.

The Palasad Lanes loved seeing our group of twenty-seven students come into their entertainment center. We were able to get four-ten pin lanes and two-five pin lanes in close proximity to each other. Zupena, who had never done ten-pin bowling before asked me if we could try it, tonight. Lynette was okay with doing five-pin bowling with my other girls, as well as Kalena, Jason, Geoff and Tammi. Zupi and I paired up with Brad and Liz for the bigger style of bowling in the next lane to the five-pin players.

Brad was the only one at our lane who used a ‘hook-type’ bowling action, and was pretty good with it. Zupena tried it a couple of times, but after rolling three of four practice ball into the gutter, she decided to use the straight bowling style that Liz and I used, with our nine and twelve pound balls.

Our whole crew still had a good laugh over Tempe and Tammi’s super dainty style of bowling with the smaller five-pin balls. At least no one had to go get one of their balls from the end of the alley, like a worker had to do the last time Tempe went bowling with us!

Neither Brad nor I was surprised to see that both Liz and Zupena improved their scores by thirty-plus points from the first to the second games. Liz was a decent bowler. She just had to find the right ball, and finger holes for her hand’s size. She scored 125 and then 161 in her two games. Zupena and I shared a twelve pound ball. She did amazingly well, scoring 108 in her first ever ten-pin game. She then knocked out a whopping 152 on her second game. Both girls’ second games were better than my second game’s score of 148. I won the first game with a 164 score, though. Brad broke two-hundred, scoring 204 on his second game, after bowling a 161 in the first game.

“Holy Cow! Zupena! You just got a turkey!” Lisa shouted after watching my Amazonian beauty bowl her third strike in a row during our second game.

“Turkey? I not know what this is, Bricky,” Zupena replied with a huge grin on her face after jumping up in excitement at her strike.

“That’s what getting three strikes in a row is called, Zupi,” Liz quickly replied as the two beauties hugged at the scoring table.

“Ah! My first turkey,” Zupena laughed as she high-fived Brad and me, and then accepted hugs from a good number of our friends.

Our group just about had the Palasad’s building crash down on us as we yelled and trash-talked against the opposite gender as Brad and Geoff took on Lynette and Heidi in a battle of the sexes bowling match. The guys agreed to spot the girls twenty-five pins at the start of the match. After the first six frames, it looked like the boys were sitting pretty with a thirty-five (ten) pin advantage over the girls. While I was shouting with the best of them, I kept out of the major trash action as Jon, Andy, Andrew and Wayne were giving it hot and heavy to the girls.

When Lynette and Heidi got on a roll, the girls made sure to let us guys know who ruled the lanes. Lynette put together two strikes, a spare, and a strike to finish out a solid 179 game. Heidi went spare, spare, strike, spare, to score at 170. With a combined score of 349, plus their 25 pin handicap, the girls won by 3 pins. Brad scored 197 and Geoff bowled a 174 for a score of 371. With that inglorious defeat, the guys graciously and humbly agreed to buy the girls some pizza or nachos. This really wasn’t a major hardship, as we probably all planned on doing that, anyway.

After we ate, I gave Lisa, Tempe and Shannon a twenty dollar bill, so they could go play in the arcade room. Neither Lynette nor Zupena cared about playing any video games or foosball. I was content to watch my girls laughing as they enjoyed playing with Eda, Tox and Andi.

When Shannon and the others returned to our tables, she said, “If you guys wanna go for a late night swim, you’re all welcome to come over to my house.”

“But we don’t have our suits, Shan,” Linda asked as she leaned her tiny body against Dennis’ massive torso.

“Everybody here either has been in the program or volunteered, haven’t they?” Liz softly asked.

I looked squarely at Dennis and Linda. While I thought Linda volunteered a time or two, I was fairly certain that Dennis hadn’t done that.

Lynette was on the same wave length as I was and said, “I, uh, don’t think Dennis has volunteered, right?”

“No, he hasn’t, and, uh, he has a medical waver so he won’t...” Linda offered up on her boyfriend’s behalf.

“My dad was a big guy, Dennis, so I’m sure I can get you a pair of his trunks if you’d like,” Shannon easily said to hopefully ease that troubling situation.

“Dennis looked down at Linda for a moment before he said in his deep voice, “I think we’ll pass on the swimming. Linda has to be at Timmy’s for her six-am shift, so we’re just gonna head on out.”

“I’m sure I can get one of my mom’s suits that would fit you, Linda,” Shannon quickly added, in case that was another sticking point with our friends.

“No, no. Thanks, though. Dennis is right. I have to be up at five-fifteen to get to Tim’s on Highbury by six,” Linda sweetly replied to Shannon’s offer.

All of us but Dennis, Linda, Geoff and Tammi agreed to head on over to Shannon’s house for an indoor swim. I told Eda that I would have Lisa call their mom from my computer phone to make sure it was okay with her to stay out ‘till twelve-thirty or one-o’clock. With Lisa, Tempe and Zupena in my car, I know those two girls would be able to get with their parents on our swimming plans. I found it fascinating how Lisa’s Italian conversation seemed livelier than Zupena’s Latvian discussion with her mother. I guess it was Lisa’s more animated hand and body gestures that gave her mother-daughter talk a more spirited tone. I joked with Tempe that she needed to learn a foreign language with her mom.

“What? Speaking ‘nudish’ isn’t foreign enough for you?” Tempe laughed at her made up word for her family’s lifestyle.

“Is true that mom and poppa are naked in your house, Tempe?” Zupena asked as she turned around in the front seat of my Barracuda.

“Yeah, they sure are, Zupi!” Lisa laughed in response from beside Tempe. “Once her parents learned we were doing that naked concert, they both stopped putting a robe on when me and-or Mike visit their house.”

“You see Tempe’s parents with no clothes. Oh! Dievs! I no sure I can do that ... see parents naked,” Zupena said with a slight negative headshake.

“It was ... a sight, seeing Tempe’s dad sitting buck naked in his recliner that first time,” Lisa laughed as she lightly patted Tempe’s jean covered thigh.

“I’m just glad he didn’t get a boner from seeing Lisa in her tight green polo shirt and blue jeans. Now, that would have been embarrassing,” Tempe honestly said as I turned on Medway Road from Wonderland. Shannon’s house was now about a half mile up on the left.

“You didn’t go all nudist when you were staying at Tempe’s?” I laughed at Lisa.

“No-ah! It’s one thing baring your boobs to other students, but to do it in front of a friend’s parents...” Lisa groaned and smacked me on my shoulder.

“You, uh, do know we’re gonna be naked in front of thousands in an arena, as well as millions on national TV, right?” I joked with Lisa.

“Yes, but that still not like being nude in front of my best friend’s dad. God, if he got a hard-on from seeing me ... that would just...”

“Enough ‘nudism at the Sullivan’s’ talk,” Tempe laughed, hoping to ease Lisa’s mind.

We saw two cars ahead with their turn signals on, so I had a real good idea of Shannon’s driveway location in the pitch black, chilly evening. I saw Shannon waiting outside her Z280 with Lynette, as the Lunby’s Ford Fairmont pulled up to her two car garage. I made sure I parked in an area that I wasn’t going to be blocked in, should I need to make an earlier exit from Shannon’s yard than my friends.

Shannon and her mother’s house was amazing. They had a large, open kitchen-dining room area that lead into a wonderful den-type space. They also had a super games’ room with a combination pool table-tennis setup, and entertainment center. Off that games’ room was the indoor, glass enclosed pool. It was a good fifty by thirty foot pool, and had a fairly decent sized Jacuzzi hot-tub over in the corner. Even in the winter, the shrubs around the glass enclosure would provide a good sense of privacy to go along with the tinted windows.

The scene in the indoor pool area was beyond amazing for our group of Canadian teens. There were fifteen naked girls and ten naked guys. At the start of our skinny-dipping session, all of us guys couldn’t help but sport some serious wood after seeing all the gloriousness of fifteen naked girls. It definitely wasn’t an everyday event seeing all this fourteen- to seventeen-year-old flesh being paraded around on a pool deck, and then splashing in the water of the pool or soaking in the Jacuzzi. Only Joanne Gramm was a ‘single’ at the party, as her boyfriend was at an out of town hockey game. Her ‘singleness’ didn’t matter as none of the teenaged couples or my ‘harem-members’ were in the ‘coupling mood’ at the start of the skinny-dipping party.

I spent most of my time in or sitting on the edge of the Jacuzzi with a couple of my girlfriends. They all seemed good with rotating between playing in the pool and relaxing in the Jacuzzi with me. Gary and Sammy were the other two, who mostly hung in or around the Jacuzzi. I learned that Gary had a similar near drowning experience as a child and was even more ‘gun-shy’ of water than I was.

“I’d be more than happy to teach you how to swim, Gar,” Sammy said as they sat on the edge of the Jacuzzi, cooling off from the one-oh-two degree, bubbling mass of water.

“It’s not that I don’t wanna learn ... it’s just hard for me to even put my face under the water. It ... it just...” Gary replied and stammered as he struggled with the childhood inspired fear of being underwater.

“I know what you’re experiencing, Gary. It may not seem rational to others, especially these fish-like swimmers; but almost drowning isn’t a fun experience, and can lead to major water wariness,” I said as Zupena and Lynette rested their heads on my thighs while soaking in the Jacuzzi.

“All of us girls would be glad to help both of you overcome your water fears and teach you how to swim,” Lynette said as she rubbed my right thigh and calf as I sat on the edge of the Jacuzzi.

“Yes. We not let anything bad happen to you,” Zupena quickly added.

“Again, it’s all up here ... I just ... like vapor-lock when the water gets close to chest deep. I’ve never even jumped or dove into a pool or lake before,” Gary softly said.

“It’s okay, Gary. I, we, won’t pressure you to do anything you’re not good with,” Sammy said as she leaned over to give her older boyfriend a sweet kiss.

“With all the foolish going on in and around the pool, I wouldn’t get too close the edge then, Gary,” Jason said as he nodded to the laughing group of naked kids grabbing and tossing each other into the seven foot, deep end of Shannon’s pool.

“Oh, yeah. If I get near or in the pool, it will be at this end, only,” Gary laughed as he pointed to the shallow, three-and-a-half-foot deep end where Andrew, Heidi, Jon and Andi were sitting on the edge, talking as if they were clothed in the cafeteria at school.

After another ten minutes of Jacuzzi time, I got out with Lynette, Zupena and Shannon, who joined us for a few minutes, to get involved in some pool volleyball. Because I wasn’t good with being in the ‘deep-end’ I told the ‘team captains’ that I was only able to play at the shallow end only. The net was set up around the five-, five-and-a-half-foot water level, so I was okay with playing along the net or in the back row on my side of the net.

Because the opposing team had to have folks who could tread water in the back row, we allowed them to play the ball on the first ‘water-bounce’ when they were in the back row or had water to their chest level. Our side played with regular volleyball rules because we were ‘grounded’ on the pool bottom with water just below Tempe’s breast level.

We had a blast trash talking, diving in the water for balls and for the odd wonderful touch of a boob, butt or dick. It really wasn’t fair, volleyball wise, that the other side had Zupena, Lynette and Andi as three of their four girls, to go along with Toxic. However, we, Andrew, Brad, and me, weren’t complaining with Tempe, Shannon, Lisa and Eda splashing on our side of the net with their boobs always on wet, bouncing display.

“You no block me!” Zupena loudly proclaimed after she spiked a ball off my right hand, which then smacked Shannon’s left boob before slamming into the water.

“Okay, I see how this game is gonna be played,” I laughed as Zupena gave me a double, index finger point and monstrous grin. Lynette, Andi and Kalena were all barking at us, too.

“Pass as many balls as you can to me,” E said, as she flipped a switch into volleyball setter mode, which she was on Montcalm’s high school team. She then turned to Shannon, who was examining the slightly red blotch on her left boob and added, “If they’re gonna play hard ball, so are we.”

From that point on, Eda set up Andrew, Brad, me and her sister for spikes against our opponents. The net wasn’t very high, so all of us were able to send the ball downward on each semi-decent set from E. We all had a big laugh when Lynette dove under the water and net and grabbed me around the thighs as E floated a back-set up for me. When I tried to jump for it, Lynette pulled me down and under the water. I rewarded her for her ingenious move by sharing a five second underwater kiss.

“That was a clear under the net violation,” I heard Lisa laugh as the two of us popped up on my side of the net.

“I can’t believe you opened your eyes underwater,” Lynette initially shouted at me after she got some O2 in her lungs.

“I had to see just who attacked, and then decided to kiss me,” I laughed as I shook the water from my face and eyes.

“But you told me you don’t like to ever open your eyes under water without goggles on,” Cano softly said as she wrapped her arms around my shoulders and pulled me down for another kiss.

“Must have been the company I met under the water,” I replied after our short five second kiss.

“We’re subbing out,” Lynette said as she pulled my hand to go sit on the side of the pool.

As we watched the others playing, Lynette took my hand in hers and said, “If you can keep your eyes open in the water, I bet I can teach you to swim with your face in the water, especially if you were to wear goggles.”

“I’ll probably just plow through the water, which is very tiring. I don’t have a lot of body fat to help with buoyancy,” I replied.

“If we can get your arms working right ... on the pull, the increased speed will help lift your lower end upward,” she countered with a smile.

“We’ll see, Cano. We’ll see,” I replied as I rubbed her wet right thigh.

“We have two indoor pools to get you practicing,” Cano softly said as she leaned into my left shoulder.

With the two of us sitting on the sidelines, the volleyball game remained competitive for a few more points before the ‘deep end’ team called for a break. It really was hard work for the back row players to keep treading water, while trying to defend their water court.

Before twelve, Lisa got out and gave her mother a call, asking if she and Eda could spend the night at Shannon’s place. I could tell by the look on her face that they were good to stay. I already knew that Lynette, Tempe and Zupena had permission to stay at Shannon’s place. With the phone free, I called my house. I wasn’t surprised when my mom picked up the phone after the first ring, even though it wasn’t close to the kitchen where she usually stayed when waiting for any of her children.

“Do I want to know who is also staying at Shannon’s?” my mom laughing asked after hearing my request.

“You have a pretty good idea who is staying here,” I replied.

“Michael ... behave and treat your girls with the respect they deserve,” my mom simply said before she said she see me sometime Saturday afternoon.

“Yes, Ma’am. You know I’ll do that with my girls,” I replied as I winked at Lisa and Lynette.

“Hi, Mrs. N! Bye, Mrs. Nevins!” Lisa and Lynette both called out in order after I wished my mom a good night.

Around twelve-fifteen, most everybody was out of the water and sitting around the pool or Jacuzzi with a towel wrapped around their bodies. I was surprised that Shannon and her mom had enough towels for all of us, and there were still plenty left for the girls to use to wrap their hair up in to add that drying process. Eda and Wayne were the last water-babies to get out of the pool and get dried off. Most everyone else had gotten into their clothes, and was in the process of saying their good nights.

As I put my jeans on, I learned that Tox and Jason, and Ian and Tracy, as well as Wayne and E were going to be spending the night here at Shannon’s house. Somewhat unfortunately for them, Brad and Liz weren’t able to convince their parents into letting them spend the night at Shannon’s.

“It was a longshot, at best,” Tracy said as Elizabeth pouted after being told that she needed to be home by her one-am curfew.

“Still, I was hoping to have a little private time with you guys,” Liz replied as she grabbed her winter jacket from the pile of coats inside the pool house.