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party.
    At least they were dressed scantily too, so I didn’t have to feel uncomfortable about the outfit I’d bought for Eric.
    “So, everybody, this is Tanya. Isn’t she cute?”
    Cute?
    “Adorable,” Paris said. “So petite. What are you, four-nine or something?”
    I hated tall people.
    “I’m almost five-foot-one.”
    She laughed. “Almost, huh?” Yeah, I could totally see how she was Alexis’ friend.
    “Are you ready?” Alexis asked the group.
    “Oh, yeah, let’s go!” Tiff grabbed my hand and pulled me up the stairs and out a door to the backyard. Well maybe “back forty” would have been more appropriate. It was the biggest back yard I’d ever seen. And the swimming pool was worthy of the Playboy Mansion with waterfalls and a giant hot tub. With the landscaping, it looked like we’d been transported to Hawaii.
    “Come on Tanya, let’s get in the pool,” Tiff said.
    “I didn’t bring a suit.”
    “Neither did I, but we’re all girls here.” And with that, she stripped off her red night shirt and white panties and jumped into the pool.
    “We certainly are,” Paris said. She and Pia had their clothes off in a flash. Pia got in right away, but Paris stood next to the pool, dipping her toes in as if posing for a magazine’s swimsuit edition—minus the swimsuit. She had to be close to six feet tall. Slender with big boobs.
    Annoying.
    Alexis walked up next to me and gave me that sly smile that always unnerved me. “Aren’t you getting in, Tanya?”
    Even after the night with her and Eric, I still felt shy about taking my clothes off in front of other people. I reached around and pretended to fumble with the hook and eye at the back of my top.
    She stepped behind me and popped it open. Then she pulled her cami off and revealed her breasts. An odd feeling raced through me. I had a flashback of her spreading a drop of wine onto her nipple on the yacht. My throat went dry.
    I turned away, disrobed and got into the water before anyone had time to examine my naked body.
    For the next twenty minutes, the other three women splashed, chatted and even shot each other with giant water guns. I spent my time at the other side of the pool, doing laps, swimming underwater, doing more laps…
    I was back to feeling like an outsider. I didn’t know them well enough—and wasn’t a good enough small talker—to chat with them. I was stressed that I’d committed to staying all night.
    And I wanted a freaking bathing suit! I was obviously not cut out to be a nudist. Way too self-conscious.
    “Hey Tanya, come on. We’re getting in the hot tub,” Tiff called. By that time, I was so tired of pretending to amuse myself, I was grateful for the invitation.
    I followed them out of the pool and sank into the bubbling tub quickly to hide myself. There was easily enough room for several more people, so it was no problem for me to keep my naked distance on the cement bench and still be part of the group.
    As I listened to them talk, I learned that Pia and Tiff were Alexis’ sorority sisters. However, when I asked how she and Paris knew each other, Alexis said something vague about meeting her in a club and changed the subject.
    Everyone was still talking casually when I felt something brush against my leg. On reflex, I reached down to find out what it was, but it was gone.
    I looked around suspiciously. Everyone seemed involved in the conversation about some weird guy Tiff had been dating. But seconds later, I felt it again.
    It couldn’t have been an accident. I looked at Paris, who sat directly across from me. She appeared nonchalant, but I knew her foot at the end of those long legs could easily reach me. On the other hand, Alexis was the closest to me and I already knew what she was capable of. Still, neither seemed to be paying any attention to me whatsoever.
    I closed my eyes and tried to relax down into the rolling, bubbling water. I was probably just being paranoid. They were accidental “brushes.” The