Drink's on Matt

“Let’s stick with our original plan – Lemonade when I tell you. And I do want him in a suit, but let him pick,” responded Ms. Parker, very quietly. Matt, having selected a coke, started walking over to them. Ms. Parker went on, still very quiet. “And feel free to play a little, but only a little,” she said with a very quick but clear glare. Ayako nodded in response. Matt pulled up a patio chair, and sat down.

After 10 minutes of idle chitchat, Ms. Parker, and Ayako had finished their drinks, while Matt was still working on his. It was at this point that Ms. Parker decided it was time to progress things, and made a slight nod towards Ayako.

“Listen Matt, I’ve finished my wine, as has Ayako. I am in the mood for the hard lemonade punch that Ayako picked up a little while ago. Could you help her bring it up? I’d do it myself, but you know how crazy these last few weeks have been, and I really want to rest.”

“Not a problem ma’am. Lead the way Miss Sato.”

Ayako and Matt stood up, went down a flight of stairs, and walked down the hall to Ms. Parker’s condo, and went into the kitchen. On the counter sat a large glass bowl, filled with a yellow liquid, presumably lemonade.

“Matt, you grab the bowl, and I’ll grab the cups, and let’s head up.” Matt nodded his agreement, and went over and picked up the punch bowl. Ayako opened up the cupboard, and started pulling out cups for punch. Once finished, Ayako turned and started head out, with Matt following her.

However, just as they were about to exit the kitchen, Ayako stopped short saying, “We’ll need a ladle.” Matt, however, wasn’t paying attention, and bumped right into Ayako. In doing so, he lost his grip on the punch bowl. Matt tried to grab it tighter, but in doing so lost his balanced, which caused him to push Ayako forward, and..

CRASH!!!

Matt landed on the floor, in the kitchen, while Ayako ended up in the living room, just outside the kitchen.

“Oof!” squealed Ayako, as she landed on the ground, and behind her she heard a “OUCH!!”

She slowly turned around, and there sat Matt, on the ground. On the floor the remains of the bowl were spread out, and Matt’s once white short and shirt were now covered in yellow stains

“Matt, are you ok?” asked Ayako.

Matt took a breath, “Yea, I guess so, but the punch bowl is a loss.”

“Matt, for the moment, don’t move – you have glass all around you,” said Ayako. She slowly stood up, and felt the back of her jacket was wet. “Is my jacket yellow?”

Matt sunk his head further. “Yes.” he said, rather dejectedly. Ayako took the jacket off, revealing a white tube top that was only slightly bigger than a Bandeau style bra.

“Stay right there – I’ll be back”

Ayako returned a few minutes later, still without the Jacket. If Matt had been feeling better, he would’ve really enjoyed the sight of Ayako – the material wasn’t transparent, but quite translucent, and you could almost see Ayako Areola. But in his current state, it only made him feel worse – he knew he now appeared as a helpless little boy, and with the lemonade on his clothes, it almost looked like he had peed himself.

Ayako looked closely at Matt, and could tell he extremely upset.