Donna said, “I really should go before you can change your mind.”
I took her hand and said, “You aren’t going anywhere with the buzz you have on right now.”
She giggled and said, “You’re probably right.” We went back inside. We sat together in cushioned lawn chairs in the yard below the deck. This put us a couple feet above water level and the view was completely different than on the deck. Boats cruised by. The word had got out that Ashley was here and she and Jacob had just got tuned up on their deck, out of site of the boaters. Donna was fascinated by their moans and groans and she got laughing when Jacob started chanting his mantra, “Oh God, Oh God,” and Ashley followed closely behind as she screamed out, “OH FUCK BABY. I’MMM CUMMINNGGG.”
Donna listened intently to the sounds of sex from the deck next door and when they went quiet, a huge grin formed on Donna’s face as she leaned over and whispered, “If you don’t work out, I’ll have to give him a call.” She continued to grin to make sure I understood that her statement was a joke.”
I grinned back and said, “That’s a good idea. You could put out flyers on telephone poles calling for try-outs.” She punched me playfully on the arm and crawled into my lap and cuddled her face into my neck. I held her like that until she was sober enough to drive.
I watched her drive back toward the main road in a cloud of dust that drifted slowly toward the lake.