Liars Dice.
"Hey kid, what do you have planned for today?"
It was a question that I had heard many times over the years from my older sister. She always asked, but in fact it was not really a question. It was more of a "stay the hell out of my way and my sight", statement. The "kid' part pissed me off, but with her being my older sister, I usually let it slide.
"Why?"
"Not that it's any of your business, but Lily and Emma are coming over and I don't want you hanging around, nor do I want any of your butthead buddies perving on us while we hang out in the pool, and get our drink on."
"Pretty high of yourself there, sis. What makes you think that any of my "buddies" are even remotely interested in watching you and your friends?"
"Really? Where would you like me to start? First off, you're all a bunch of pigs and second, you're high-school punks, so we both know that you want the stare at hot college girls laying around a pool in their bathing suits. It's just a fact of life baby brother."
"Ex-high schoolers. Heading to college in the fall in case you forgot, and holy shit do you ever have high praise for you and your friends Sam. Stop being so arrogant, it's off putting to people."
Samantha, or as she has been called all her life, Sam, had a good point. All her friends are what any 19-year old guy would call hot, and so was she, I just hated to admit it. Also, due to that fact that both of our parents worked most weekends, and those weekends that they didn't, they disappeared. Leaving our house as the place where everyone congregated.
Our modest house was always very well kept. Small, but with enough room for the four of us. Could we have used more room? Absolutely, who couldn't, but we had grown up here and we really didn't know anything different. There was a concrete slab for a deck in the backyard with an 18' round above ground pool that served its purpose of chilling us down on those hot summer days and nights. Again, it was modest, but at least we had it. But the thing that most of Sam's friends and mine enjoyed was the garage.
The detached single-car garage wasn't really any good for anything but storage. It had hydro, so when Sam and I entered into teens, we took it over. An old fridge. A sound system that was louder than needed. A nice flat screen with Netflix. A gaming system. A big old area carpet. A solid wooden card table with assorted wooden chairs complimented by a hand me down leather couch and chair, made it our make-shift rec room. All these things accompanied with our parents not being total dicks to our friends, made the Richard's home, "Party Central".
"Back up that bus pal. I do the laundry around here. I've looked in your underwear after my friends leave, and I see that slimy swamp that you leave behind, so it's not praise buddy, it's a fact and it's the truth."
"Nice. What are you doing looking in my underwear anyway?" She tilted her head to give me a wickedly evil knowing smile. "Plus, Noah is coming over today. Dad asked us to dig that drainage trench away from mom's garden."
"Oh, screw you Sam. Call that creep right now and cancel. You're a big boy. You can do it yourself."
Yes, Sam. Our parents named us Samantha and Samuel, but called us both Sam. They thought that it was amusing, but at times it can be as confusing as a Rubik's Cube.
"Like hell. It has to be done by the time he gets home tonight so I'll tell you what. You and your "hot" friends can do it and you won't see me or Noah around here all day, I promise."
"Oh, you're such an...ass. Dig the freakin hole but stay the hell away from the pool."
"It's a ditch, thank you very much, and you can forget about me staying away from the pool, because I definitely plan on getting into the water when I finish."
"Contemptible. You just have to always..."
She stopped mid-sentence at the sound of the old wooden gate creaking on its rusty hinges. Emma came into sight first. Her red hair and pale skin were fully covered by a big floppy white hat and a yellow sundress. Lily was seconds behind her. What Emma's skin lacked in color and pigment Lily's more than made up for. Her blond hair glowed as it bounced on her bronzed skin. They were completely different. Lily worshipped the sun and her dark skin proved it while Emma went to extraordinary lengths to keep her skin as pale as possible.
A series of hugs and kisses, followed by a round of "oh, my gawd" were enough to drive me to the shed. I left them alone and got out the tools needed for the job at hand.
The ever-reliable Noah showed up exactly at 10:00am as planned. We were making good time getting the digging done, only stopping for 1 beer break during the whole process. There was no reason we wouldn't be done just after noon.
My sister Sam could at times, be a royal pain in the ass, but at 22-years old, she didn't need permission to purchase booze, and not once since I turned 19, did she refuse to buy me beer. Her thought was, how backward is a country that allows 18-year old's a vote and go to war, but not legally drink? So, I always had a six-pack in the fridge. My parents refused to buy it for me, but they were cool with me having a couple.
Noah leaned on his shovel and looked toward the house. He tried to stand taller to look over the pool but had no luck. The girls were laying on towels laid out on the wooden deck. The only way that they could be seen was when they got up, and as luck would have it, Noah was rewarded for waiting.
Sam stood up and climbed the stairs. Despite the fact that she was my sister, she was smoking hot. Turning her back to us, she lowered herself into the water. The material of her suit had rode up into the crack of her butt, giving us the perfect view of what Noah would say was a perfect ass.
"Come on man. Please tell me that you're tapping that."
"Who?"
"Sam." I should have known who he was talking about, he was staring right at my sister.
"In case you forgot, she's my sister. What the hell is wrong with you man?"
"Nothing. I'm just saying. If I had a sister, and she was that hot, I'd be banging her for sure."
A shrieking voice behind us scared the shit out of both Noah and me.
"Oh, my freaking gawd Sam! Your brother and his little perv buddy are over here talking about wanting to bang you." Emma was standing directly behind us with a glass of water in each hand. Her pale skin exposed directly to the dreaded sunlight but shining with the greasy remnants of sunscreen.
"We were not." I had to try to defend myself somewhat.
"What the fuck Sam?"
"No way. We were..." I tried again, but Emma wasn't letting it go.
"Sam, I swear to god. I was trying to be all nice to your little brother and his little friend here. I brought them some ice water, so that they don't stroke out from the heat and this, this Noah kid is saying that if you were his sister, he'd bang you."
"What the fuck Noah. Get the fuck out of my yard."
Noah dropped his shovel like it was hot. "Gladly. You explain to your old man why Sam and I didn't finish the job he asked us to do."
"Don't worry, I'll tell him, and I'll tell him what you said about me."
"Get over yourself Sam. I wouldn't fuck you with your brother's dick. Emma wasn't trying to be nice. She came over here to show off her tits. And it looks like Emma needs to clean out her ears. I didn't say that I wanted to bang you, I said that I wanted to fuck Lily."
It was an absolutely genius move. A great save, except for the fact that Lily who had remained laying in the sun and out of the argument was now full blown in the discussion.
"What the shit? You little perv bastard. How'd I get tangled up in this?" She was now standing up, but a bit behind Sam and outside of the pool. Both Noah and I noticed immediately and stood there staring at her. Lily may not be as hot as my sister, but she was still a real close first-runner up, smoke show. The thing that had our undivided attention was that when she jumped up, she had neglected to re-tie the string for her bikini top and one of her gorgeous "C" cup boobs was staring us in the face. Sam couldn't see it because she was watching Noah and me. Emma had yet to see it because she was looking directly at Noah as if considering weather or not, she should kick him in the nuts for outright lying about what she had heard. It was a thing of beauty as it bounced and swayed around. "You little fuckers keep me out of your homo erotic, incest, college chicks bangin, bullshit talk."
"Lily, put your tit away." Lily giving us shit made Emma turn to look at her friend, and as friends often do, she had ruined a good thing for the rest of us.
"Jesus Christ. Fucking bathing suit." The tit was gone in a flash. A red piece of cloth was once again wrapping the hard, dark nipple that adorned the soft flesh.
"Fuck. Really? Thanks, Casper." Holy shit. This day was headed downhill in a hurry. Casper was a nick name that Emma had hated, and it was Noah that had given it to her many years ago. Sam had bleached Emma's flaming red hair on one of their many sleepovers and the white hair, combined with her uber pale skin definitely gave her a ghost like appearance.
"Fuck you Noah, I hope your fuckin ark sinks, drowning you and every other bitch that's on it."
"Sic burn Em. I've never ever heard that one before, you fuc..."
"Okay, okay. Enough. Emma, thanks for the waters. Lily, thanks for the show. Sam, I never said a thing. I promise. Noah, pick up that fuckin shovel and shut you're your face."
At 19-years, 2 months and 7 days old, I was the youngest person in the backyard, but I was the only one trying to calm the others down. Emma gave us a mocking curtsey and handed over the frosty tumblers. Lily had disappeared from sight, but Sam was still glaring at Noah and me.
The next 90 minutes went fairly smooth and fairly quick. The boys made no contact with the girls. Noah stole glances over at the pool, trying to catch some more naked flesh, but it never happened. Emma took over as the ringleader, and every so often yelled out at the top of her lungs, "Shot time bitches".
The Kamikaze shots disappeared faster than it took to make them. After each shot, the music seemed to get a little louder. Harry Styles, Watermelon Sugar belted out as the girls danced around the deck. Sam's long dark hair made a perfect "V" down her back, trailing droplets of water down the crack of her ass every time she dunked herself in the pool. Both Noah and I were drawn to the sight like it was a solar eclipse. The only difference was that Noah was sporting wood.
"Buddy, put away your bone." He looked down at his shorts as if he didn't realize what I was talking about.
"I'd love to fucking put it away..."
The terrified creams coming from the girls filled our ears. They came as the sky lit up directly behind us. Shortly after that the air filled with the loud crashing of a thunderclap. Too busy with the job at hand and the sight of what I hated to admit, Sam and her "hot" friends, we hadn't noticed the rolling clouds approaching. My father had told me that he wanted the job done before the rain came, but I didn't think that he meant that it was coming today.
Scrambling for cover, the girls headed for the garage while Noah and I put away the tools, took off our boots and jumped in the pool just as the rain hit.
The cool water felt good washing off the worked-up dirt and sweat. There was no hurry to get out until the next flash of lightning.
"Fuck this shit. I'm outta here." Noah didn't bother with the pool stairs. Instead he opted for the side of the pool closest to the garage and I was right behind him.
Rain bounced hard off anything that it came in contact with. It came down in buckets for the next 30 minutes, until it slowed to a pace that was still strong enough to ruin a pool day.
Sitting in the garage, the hot air had an odor of stale beer and old wood, but it was freshened by the cooling rain and the slight scent of 3 different perfumes. Everyone found a spot to flop while trying to wait out the storm, but being in close quarters had tensions raising.
"Why the fuck do you keep looking at me? Sam, tell your brother's perv friend to stop checking out my tits." I didn't wait for my sister to say anything.
"Noah, stop man."
He tried his hardest to put on an innocent face, but nobody was buying it. So, he took a different direction.
