It was 1 am when I was awoken by the villa door slamming shut. I opened my eyes quickly and listened, but the gentle whine of the air conditioning was all I could hear.
"Somebody just got back?" I told myself as I begrudgingly noticed the time.
I had been stuck in all night babysitting my 5 year old cousin while the rest of my family enjoyed the night life of the island.
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We were staying in some fancy resort in the Caribbean that my mom picked out. The place was huge and spread out with multiple pools, beaches, and restaurants. We had three bedrooms and three bathrooms spread over 2 floors in our villa which overlooked the ocean. My mom and dad had brought down my uncle and his wife, Kristen. They were both considerably younger, my uncle (my mother's brother) was just 31 and his wife of 6 years was just 28. They were both closer to my age than my parents who were getting close to 50.
We had been on the island for 6 days out of our three week trip. Early on we had decided that one of us should stay back at the hotel every night and babysit to allow everyone else to go out and have a good time.
After a long time at the beach, we had driven back to the hotel. (around 3 o'clock)
They all dropped me and my cousin off and proceeded on into the main town area to enjoy happy hour. (3 P.M.-7 P.M.) on the island. My cousin and I walked through the open air lobby (grabbing a complementary rum punch for myself on the way) and found a golf cart waiting to chauffeur us back to the room which was about a 1/2 mile away down by the beach.
I waved my key-card in front of the door and the lock opened with a systematic click. The rush of cool air hit me hard as I stepped inside the villa. All the lights were off but light shone in through the seams of the curtain shielding the sun streaming in from the balcony. I dropped a few of the beach bags by the door and headed into the kitchen to refresh my drink
About 20 minutes later my cousin was showered and tuckered out from his day of swimming so he headed to the second living room where he had a roll away bed. I knew by nap he meant that he was going to watch the Disney channel of whatever shit kids watch now.
I walked over to my room which was the smallest of all but still had a private balcony and view of the beach, but maybe most importantly a queen size bed and a private bathroom with a big beautiful shower.
I slid open the door to my balcony which was of considerable size. It had both a small couch and a lounge chair. I quickly went back to the kitchen got a snack and my laptop. I sat down on the lounge chair pulled over a table and relaxed. I watched a movie and had a few drinks. Around 6 my cousin came looking for me wanting to go the pool. We walked down and he swam around for a while. I had made sure to pick a seat close to some girls who I made friends with and talked for a while. They were from Connecticut and I got a few of their numbers and told them to call me if they ever came to New York City (where I live) for a "tour." About an hour later, I got a text from my uncle that they were coming back to pick us up for dinner; so I fished my cousin out of the pool. We walked back to the room and by the time we were back he was dry. We changed quickly and called for a golf cart which delivered us to the lobby where the rest of my family was waiting in the car.
My mom was driving as she was the only one who wasn't hammered. My cousin climbed into the way back and I followed. We were in a big SUV with 2 seats in the middle and 3 seats in the way back. My parents sat in the front and my uncle sat on the right side. I climbed in on the left side (People drove on the left side of the road on the island) over my aunt who was probably the drunkest of all. As I shimmied by she grabbed my ass and felt me up pretty good. My aunt and uncle laughed and I blushed.
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We went to some Italian place and watched the sunset. We left around 9 and went back to the hotel. My uncle and I brought my cousin back to the room. By the time we were back it was close to 10. Both my cousin and uncle went to bed; the latter took a shower first, but was soon in bed too.
I had another drink and went to bed too. I slipped into the sheets and groped for the clicker. After a few minutes, I settled on a baseball game on ESPN. At 11 I got up to pee and as I returned to bed I heard the door close. I walked into the kitchen to grab a water from the fridge and saw my father coming in. I asked him where they'd been, and he said they had been at the beach bar. He grabbed himself a water too, and stumbled off to bed.