CHAPTER FIFTEEN

            After what had to be the hundredth person that I was introduced to, Ashley and I finally sat down on some fold out chairs that were place along the edge of the pool. The sun was high overhead by now, beaming down on us, but coupled with the occasional mist of water that came from people splashing around, it was quite pleasant.  No one that I met seemed like snobs, as one might assume.  They all gave me friendly smiles and shook my hand.  Some even gave me hugs and winked at Ashley, as if to say ‘Good Job.’              “So, are you overwhelmed yet?”  I nodded yes and Ashley let out a laugh.  “Well whenever you finish nursing that beer,” she teased, “I’ll get you something stronger.”

            I looked over at the beer that Ashley was drinking and noticed that there was a little more than an ounce left, so I tilted my beer bottle up and chugged the rest of it quickly.  Ashley raised her eyebrows, impressed, before sticking her hand out and taking the bottle from me. 

            “Well okay then.  I guess I’ll go get you that drink now.”  Ashley sauntered away, leaving me to watch her backside as she went along.  I had never understood anyone that had a fascination with backs and butts, but as I watched Ashley disappear back into the house, it suddenly all made sense.  She had the perfect hour-glass figure, her well-toned muscles glistening in the sun as she moved. 

I was so transfixed that I didn’t notice when someone came, and plopped themselves done in the seat that Ashley was just occupying.  That was until they tapped me on my shoulder, interrupting what would have ended up being extremely naughty thoughts.  (Virgin or not, I still had needs.)

“Hi, I’m Madison.”

I wondered why she thought I cared, but I smiled and shook her hand.  “Um…Spencer.”  She stared at me and held onto my hand until I started to feel uncomfortable and slowly took my hand back.  “Oookaayy, then.”  I looked back at the point where I saw Ashley disappeared and hoped that she wouldn’t take too long.

I could feel the Madison girl still looking at me and I started to think that maybe I was supposed to recognize her.  I turned back and gave her a once over, trying to remember someone that I was certain I had never met.  She was cute; not my type but I could definiatly think of plenty of other girls that would start to drool at the mere sight of her.  I was pretty sure she was Latin with long, brown hair that spilled in soft ringlets around her shoulders.  Her piercing eyes were somewhere between green and hazel and her full lips held a small smile that I couldn’t tell if was sincere or not.  I finally gave up on trying to figure out who this girl was.