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She slipped into the chair.
I sat, grabbing my fishing rod. “What are you and Alissa up to this summer?”
“You know the usual shopping, partying, tennis, and golfing. Our idea of fun.”
“You hang out with Alissa more than Linda. What’s up with that?”
“Linda’s sweet. She can be mean if she wants. Just takes extra effort.” Her lips curled. “Alissa’s my best friend. And she’s bad like me. It’s effortless. We have more fun together. We’ve been friends since kindergarten. That bitch has my back and I have hers.”
“Sounds like mean girls united.”
We laughed.
“Yeah, well. I have a small group of friends. You know that. At Harvard popularity is viewed differently. Athletes are sought after as always. Various sororities have asked me to join. Torture their wannabe lackeys. I don’t need that bullshit headache. Deciding who makes the cut or not. I’ll leave that to someone else. I’ve damaged enough souls over the years. Girls wanting to hang with Alissa and I. They thought hanging with us would gain them a spot on the cheerleading team or spot in the cool kids’ section at the games. Nope. You have to have fire in your eyes. Not everyone can tell someone how it is. And not give a shit about their feelings.”
She glanced at me. “You’re not innocent either. You and Hayden rule sports. Every guy wants to hang with you two idiots. They want all the chicks. Which somehow you two have often.”
“Does that bother you, Vicky? That I’ve fucked so many girls I’m practically an expert at making girls cum.”
She looked me up and down. “What else would I except from a man whore. The girls throw themselves at your feet it's pathetic. And don’t even fix your mouth to call me pathetic,” she grimaced.
“You’ve desired to be deep inside me that’s the fucking difference. I’m just giving you what you want. I’d be lying if I said I didn’t want to be pleased.” She rolled her eyes. “By you. Tell me what you jokers are up to besides hanging around our pool all summer.”
I laughed.
“Play football of course. Paintball, chilling at a shit load of parties, and riding our four wheelers all summer.”
“I’d love to ride a four-wheeler.”
“Vicky, you own one. It’s in the garage.”
She shrugged. “I don’t know how to ride it.”
“I’ll take you out on a dirt road and let you open up the engine. You’ll love it.”
She smirked. “Yeah, sounds good.”
Vicky’s fishing rod jerked. “Shit!”
She grabbed the rod and turned the reel.
“Zander, it’s a big one.” She slid forward in her sandals a hair.
I hopped up and stood behind her. Placing my hand over hers, turning the reel, I raised the rod.
“Zander, it’s a huge catfish.”
“We’ve caught big ones before, but I think this is our biggest. Hayden should have been here for this.”
“Yeah, he likes to fish.”
“Vicky, open the red cooler, please.”
She slipped out under my arm, opening the cooler. I placed the fish on ice and removed the hook.
“High five, Vicky. Good catch.”
She grinned slapping my hand.
