GB96 s2 - Adulthood Part 4

The Gurlberg public pool has three crowds in summer: in the morning, it’s full of middle and junior high students with nothing else to do. Some of the high school kids will turn up later in the day, and anyone who just wants to be around a pool without a lot of screaming kids will come at dinner time. It’s still sunny and hot out that late, so why not?

But you aren’t trying to time it. You would think that having to run the shop without Mr. Gibson would make for long days, but it doesn’t. Stef isn’t as efficient as her father, but she also has to turn down any work that she can’t do. It comes out to a relatively normal workday.

Ellen arrives as you and Stef are emerging from the changing rooms. Like a kid, Ellen always just wears her suit under her clothes. Not that any of you are going to show bulges in public in Gurlberg. You’re older and bolder, but not crazy.

For once, you’re truly at the pool to relax. It’s been two days of taking care of the shop. Stef has been too worn out and stressed for any recreation of any kind, and Ellen has finally gotten over whatever feelings she had about what happened between the three of you. You feel a little bad. You wish that you had more attention for Ellen, but you’re mainly worried about Stef.

Still, the change in Ellen is obvious: she’s visibly much more comfortable with the two of you. A tension has left her that you didn’t even realize was there.

A couple of guys walk past, checking you out. Ellen is in her jean shorts over a blue one-piece. You are in your red bikini top and yellow gym shorts. Stef is in the same, only in black. You’re all skinny; you’re the only one with any breasts at all, and even those aren’t much. But the pickings are slim: there’s a serious MILF a few loungers down that you don’t know, a couple high school girls who are dying for attention facedown with their tops off and their thong bikini bottoms offered up for casual inspection. And, of course, Nadia.

Nadia is on the other side of the pool in the shade of an umbrella. She wears a black bikini and a white sun hat. Her sunglasses and big and funky. She has her knees up to balance a heavy textbook on them. Her legs are parted just enough that Ellen can see between them.

And Ellen is looking. She sees that you noticed and smiles ruefully.

“Go talk to her,” you tell her, yawning.

“She’s out of my league,” Ellen says wistfully. “That’s a law textbook.”

“That’s insulting. We’re out of your league. Didn’t stop us,” you tell her.

Ellen snorts.

“You could try,” Stef says. You turn to look at her, but she’s looking past you at Ellen. “She likes chicks.”

“Really?”

“I almost made it with her,” Stef says, putting her sunglasses on and groaning. “It was right before you came back,” she adds to you.

You’re about to reply, but a familiar rumble shuts you up and makes you sick to your stomach. You hold still, watching Stef’s knuckles turn white on her Pepsi. Ellen stares at the two of you in puzzlement as the rumble becomes a roar that makes her wince. She turns to watch the motorcycles pass the pool. You and Stef don’t look.

Free Bois. It seems like they’re everywhere you look. Stef’s teeth grind.