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a police officer was standing behind them with
his arms crossed in front of him.
     
    “Oh my God, we
got arrested?” I ask Carter. 
    Why the fuck
don’t I remember going to jail?  Was I somebody’s bitch now?
    “No,” he
laughs.  “We just got a ticket for indecent exposure.  Turns out Jim didn’t
explain the bathroom door situation clearly.  That little lever you were trying
to slide over?  THAT’S what blacks out the window so no one can see in.  Oops.”
    Drew starts
laughing and I noticed that he inches close enough to me so he can put his ear
right next to mine and hear Carter’s end of the conversation   I shove him away
when I realize that’s what he was doing.
    “Ha ha get it,
Claire?  Back door action?  I was talking about the bathroom door.  Or was I
talking about you shouting for Carter to fuck you in the ass over and over? 
Hmmm, I’m not sure. They are equally entertaining to think about,” Drew says
with a laugh.
    Oh my God. 
This day can’t get any worse.
    “So anyway, I
was just calling to make sure you were alive.  As you can see, everyone ended
up crashing at our place since the bus stopped there first.  Jim gave Jenny a
ride home this morning to take a shower and left Liz and Drew behind to make
sure you didn’t choke on your own vomit or anything.  I’m on my way to pick
Gavin up from your dad’s and then we’re meeting my parents for brunch.  There’s
been a slight change of plans.  Instead of them coming to our house, they
rented out the small party room at the Oberlin Inn where they’re staying.  They
wanted to invite your dad, Drew, Jenny, Liz, and Jim and they didn’t want to
impose on us.”
    I quickly say
good-bye to Carter and kick Liz and Drew out of the house so I can take a shower
and start to feel a little more human.
    Hopefully, that
will be the extent of my embarrassing behavior from last night.

7.  Whore Dizzle
     
    I shower, dress
and walk through the lobby of the Oberlin Inn in record time.  I no longer reek
of stale liquor, but I’m pretty sure I still look like ass.  A view of my
reflection in a mirror behind the registration desk confirms my suspicions.
    “Mommy, you look
old today,” Gavin says as we walk hand in hand around the corner and down the
hall.  “Like old lady and eye balls.”
    “Gee, thanks.  I
love you too,” I mumble.
    Carter had got a
call to come into work to fill out a form that will add Gavin to his health
benefits, so after he picked Gavin up from my dad’s and dropped him back off
with me, he ran up there and said he would meet us at the inn.
    Yeah, that’s
exactly what I want to do.  Walk into the lion’s den alone.
    I had made a
quick call to Drew and Jenny and asked if I could pick them up on the way for
moral support.  I’ve spoken to Carter’s parents a few times on the phone since
we moved in together, but this will be the first time they actually see me and
meet Gavin.  I am beyond nervous about making a good impression.  They are the
complete opposite from what I'm used to.  They never swear, they only drink on
special occasions, and I'm pretty sure they've never puked in anyone’s lap
after a night out bar hopping.  I figured since Mr. and Mrs. Ellis already know
Drew and haven’t forbid Carter from hanging out with him yet, I should be okay.
    “I still can’t
believe you don’t remember screaming at that old lady in the parking lot. It
was priceless!” Drew whispers from behind me as we walk into the party room and
see Carter and his parents talking to a waiter.
    “I’m so glad I
downloaded the theme from “Golden Girls” to her phone right after that
occurred,” Jenny says to Drew.
    “It really was a
stroke of brilliance,” he replies.
    I roll my eyes
and try not to think about the events from last night that Drew and Jenny
regaled me with on the ride over.  Some things are best left forgotten—or lost
in a drunken haze that no one should ever speak of again.
    As we