Chapter 8

Taking a sip of beer, Greg surveyed the back yard. A group of four boys were on the patio with lit cigarettes. In front of him a group of five people, three boys and two girls were sitting around a glass patio table, playing a card game. It didn’t take Greg long to figure out they were playing President/Asshole. To his right, he saw people jumping into and climbing out of the kidney-shaped in-ground pool.

Greg slowly sauntered over to the pool, curious to see the girls in their bikinis. The concrete around the pool was littered with beer cans, towels, and clothes. It appeared that not everyone had known this was a pool party. Some of the teenagers did not come with swimsuits, and they stripped down to their underwear and jumped into the pool. He saw about twelve boys swimming in boxer shorts, and four girls in just panties and bras.

“Greg! You made it!”

Kristy put her arms onto the deck of the pool, and hoisted herself out. Greg noticed her cleavage when she lowered her shoulders to force her body above the water. Kristy was one of the people not informed that this was to be a pool party. She gathered her wet, blonde hair unto a bunch, smoothed it, and threw the bunch over her shoulder. She was not conscious at all about her clothes, turquoise string bikini panties and a pink cotton under-wire bra, which were clinging to her body. Her long, slender legs strode toward Greg, who was trying to look in a different direction. As she got closer, Greg could see the outline of her areolas through her bra. Kristy reached out and hugged her brother. Greg, uncomfortably, returned the embrace. Not wanting to get his clothes damp, he released Kristy.

“Can I have a sip of that? Kristy asked, pointing to the can of beer. Greg could smell the alcohol on Kristy’s breath.

“Haven’t you had enough?”

“C’mon, bro. Didn’t Mom always teach us to share?”

Greg was stupefied. His sister was standing before him, wet, and barely dressed. She was being pleasant. Greg figured it must be because of the alcohol. He handed Kristy his beer.

“Thanks! Kristy poured the beer down her throat. She returned the can to Greg. He shook the can to judge the remaining volume. There was no more than an ounce or two left.

“Did you come with Shane?”

“No. We’re on a break from each other. He pissed me off at the prom. Scott called to invite you to the party, and he said that I was welcome to come, too.”

“You guys broke up?”

“No, just a break. He pissed me off, so I started withholding sex, he got frustrated, and we decided to take some time away from each other. We’ll get back together, eventually. But right now I am just having fun.”

Greg knew that Shane and Kristy had been having intercourse. He didn’t like to face the reality, and he always tried to put it out of his mind. Logically, he knew that most couples in a relationship of two years or more would engage in sex. He knew that if he were in a relationship that long, he would have no qualms with sex. He just didn’t want to think about it in terms of Kristy.

Kristy was starting to get cold. She was hoping that Greg would make a move, so she wouldn’t have to stand in front of everyone in her damp underwear. She knew that every guy walked by was staring lustfully at her hardened nipples or her rear end, depending on where he was standing. She only wanted one man to look at her lustfully right now, and Greg would not oblige.

Perhaps she had underestimated her brother, she thought. Perhaps he was more hung up on the gnome that lived next door than she had thought. The only thing that Kristy knew for sure was that she had to have her brother. She needed to feel his penis ejaculate inside of her.

No one had come to the party with swimsuits. She had thrown aside her red, sleeveless shirt, kicked off her flip-flops, and peeled off her white, hip hugger shorts before anyone else had entered the pool. Boys at Thomas Mill High fantasized about how Kristy Simmons looked naked. Around the pool, many boys were frozen as they watched her slowly undress, each of them wondering how far she would go. Kristy wasn’t pleased about being objectified. But, it was necessary in order to seduce Greg. She jumped into the pool, and ten boys followed her lead by shedding their clothes. Kristy was relieved when Greg finally showed up near the pool.

There was a problem in Kristy’s plan. She didn’t expect her brother to be disinterested in her body. She needed something to happen to spark interest from Greg. Someone shouted, and Kristy knew that her chance had arrived.