I jumped the fence easily, making a mental note that I should talk to Jim about fitting a gate. Imagine if one of us broke a leg or something in our haste. I avoided the fresh dog poo near the garage door and walked in through the open back door.
Their house was identical to ours, so, although I had never been inside, I knew my way around with quiet certainty. I walked into the lounge room. It was empty. I called out.
"Up here Bob. In the spare room."
I climbed the stairs; the carpet needed a vacuum; that was the trouble with having a dog and a cat, there's always some sort of fur on the carpet. When I reached the open door, I noticed that the floor was polished. Their spare room also differed from ours through an absence of wardrobes. This gave more room and they had used this to put in an extra bed. Against one wall there was a single bed, the covers matched the ones on the double bed under the window. There were three lounge chairs. I sat in the middle one, between Jim and Becky.
I looked out the window and took in the view of our backyard. Jim put down his coffee.
"Drink?"
"Please. Anything ." I looked at a bottle of Bourbon. Jim followed my gaze. He stood up and poured some into a glass. He added some coke and handed it to me.
"Bob." Becky spoke as Jim sat down again."Jane just rang us. Are you pissed off?"
I looked at some mounted photographs on the windowless wall.
"I was, but I'm over it. I had some opportunities that I didn't follow up. Jane chose differently to me, that's all."
I drank the liquor. Jim motioned and I handed him the glass for a refill.
The photos were nudes of Becky. Some were coy but the two larger ones were highly erotic. In the best one, she was on the double bed, her back arched and her hair dangling over the edge. She had the fingers of one hand buried deep inside her glossy womanhood. Her other hand was molding her breast into a reddened cone of flesh with a large, erect nipple under her thumb nail. I felt my loins move.
I took the glass back. It was fuller, this time, with less coke.