"You think so?" She turned around in a circle showing off her long legs and shapely arms.
"Absolutely. Do you play ball?" I asked and moved up next to Cora as we started to roast the hot dogs.
"I do. I'm captain of the team back at Arizona State." She smiled.
"No, you're not. How could I have missed that?" I lifted my eyebrow, trying to think through if I'd seen her before. I mostly stuck to the soccer fields with Clay, but I'd been to a few girls’ basketball games over the years.
"She looks a tad bit different with her hair back and all sweaty in her jersey." Cindy laughed and moved closer to Derek.
It was, once again, odd being the only one around the circle without a girl tucked up to my side. I was almost grateful that Daniel was too much of a puss to move closer to Dee. Otherwise it would have been incredibly uncomfortable.
"She's the best of the best." Cora pulled her stick back from the fire and blew on her hot dog.
"I like the way you blow on that weenie." I couldn't help myself.
Everyone chuckled, including her.
She glanced over at me and smirked. "Well, enjoy yourself. It's the only weenie you'll be seeing me blow."
The group laughed louder.
"Maybe. We'll see." I let my smile falter a little as the image of her on her knees in front of me blasted through me, promising to cripple me.
"You guys are too much." Clay shook his head. "Who wants to tell the first ghost story?"
"I think instead of ghost stories, we should tell stories on each other. I'll go first." Derek smiled and glanced over at me.
"Oh shit... why am I suddenly terrified?" I laughed as he continued.
"So a couple of years ago, Brody here decided that he wanted to try and steal the panties from the president of the Sigmas. It was a feat no man had yet taken on and come out victorious, but this bastard just knew he could do it."
"Hey... let's be fair now." Daniel cut in. "No man had done it before because Danielle didn't wear panties. Everyone knew that."
"Danielle Moore?" Cindy piped up. "I know her. We took a marketing class together."
"I thought you were going to be a chef?" Derek turned from the group and glanced down at Cindy.
"Keep going, please..." Cora begged.
I glanced over at her and let my eyes run down the length of her. She's everything I want in a woman.
She looked my way as her smile reached her eyes. "Did you get the panties?"
"Yep, but I didn't sleep with her." I winked and reached for her hand. "Come on, I'm not in the mood for stories."
"Awww, we're just getting started." Dedra called after us as I pulled Cora down to the water's edge with me.
She took another bite of her hot dog and tugged her hand from mine. "What exactly do you think you're doing? I wear panties, and you can't have mine."
"It's not your panties I want." I tossed my stick behind me. "First one naked and in the water is the winner. You ready?"
"No, I'm not playing your stupid game." She shrugged and took another bite of her hot dog, watching me with a false sense of disinterest.
"Fine, but the winner gets to pick." I reached down and tugged my shirt out of my shorts.
"Pick what?" She reached out and gripped my hand to stop me from taking off my shirt.
"Pick the inevitable. You know... which position we fuck in first." I moved back and pulled my shirt over my head, half expecting her to scoff at me. She had her dress over her head and was headed toward the water before I could blink twice.