Ashley felt her lungs burning as she was shoved into the water. Spencer’s voice was muffled above, and she could feel her hand on top of her head. Suddenly she felt herself being lifted to the surface; and she broke the top of the water sputtering for breath. Glen stood on the porch with a towel thrown over his shoulder and his swimming trunks on. Next to him stood a very vapid looking girl. Her bleached blonde hair hung board straight to her shoulders and she stood tapping her painted toenails, smacking her gum much like a cow.

“Ashley and I were just about to go to bed,” Spencer said matter of factly. “It’s always nice to see you Amanda.”

“Yeah, later lesbo,” Glen said whipping his towel off of his shoulder. Spencer’s eyes narrowed and she swam to the steps of the pool. Ashley stared as she slowly pulled herself out of the water. Spencer’s tanned body glistened in the moonlight and beads of water dripped off her onto the porch. Ashley followed her and stepped out of the pool, noticing how cold it was. Before she knew it, Spencer had taken her hand and was leading her in Glen’s direction.

“I may be a lesbo Glen, but I’ll be getting more action than you will tonight,” she said with a wink and slipped into the house. Ashley smiled and followed her, grabbing both sets of their clothes on the way but before she could walk upstairs she felt Spencer grab her wrist.

“Wait wait, we’re gonna get payback here in a minute. He’s not calling me a lesbian and getting away with it. Even if it is true,” she added hastily.

“What exactly are we waiting for?” Ashley asked. Just then she heard a squeal from the backyard and a bra came flying up on the porch, followed by Glen’s swim trunks.