Quite a few years ago I was working during the summer between my freshman and sophomore years in college. It was a particularly hot July day and all I could think of was getting a cold beer and jumping in our pool. So when I arrived home I ran upstairs and quickly changed into my bathing suit and then went right out to the pool grabbing a beer from the refrigerator as I passed it by.
I had expected and hoped to have the pool all to myself when I got out there but what I found was my sister and her friend Anne sunning themselves by the pool. I really liked Anne a lot. She was every guy's idea of the perfect woman, blond busty and beautiful. She wasn't stuck on herself either. Although head cheerleaders usually got pinned as being mindless Anne was in fact a member of the honor society and had gotten early admission to Stanford. I can remember wondering what she was doing hanging around my sister who I considered to be as dumb as a rock.
They seemed to both be sleeping so I ran to the far end of the pool and jumped in just to get cooled off quickly. I'd decided that since they were out there I'd just go back in and catch up on some reading I needed to do for the fall semester. As soon as I surfaced in the pool I heard my sister complain, "Oh shit it's you! What are you doing here?"
"I live here remember?"
"Don't remind me." Sibling rivalry was alive and well between us.
"I love you too Laura."
"Hi Peter, how're you doing?" Anne asked in her usual bubbly way. Anne was the type of girl who could turn around an otherwise crummy day.
"Great! How've you been."
"I'm going inside," my sister announced. "You coming Anne?" Now Anne was seldom at a loss for words but she seemed a bit perplexed and didn't answer right away. "I'll be inside anyway." With Laura stormed off.
"What's with her?" I asked.
"Her boyfriend dumped her."
"Good. He's a lazy jerk anyway."
"Yeah, that's what I told her but you know Laurie, stubborn."
"Yeah."
"Peter, would you rub a little aloe on my back. I peel really easily if I don't take care of my skin." I couldn't believe my good luck in her asking me to do this. Anne had long been a 10 in my book and I'd always wanted to get my hands on her but never had. Even though this wasn't exactly the way I had imagined I'd take it. Anne held up a tube of aloe for me and got on her stomach on a towel next to the chair she'd been sitting in. "Do the back of my legs too if you don't mind." Mind? I sarcastically thought to myself that that wasn't about to happen.
I knelt down beside her and started applying to lotion to her back. I had no sooner applied a little to her should when she yelped, "Ouch!"
"I'm sorry," I said, "I didn't think I rubbed that hard."