Getting ready for dinner.

The rest of the afternoon passes without incident until 5:30, when you all start to get ready for your 6:45 reservation at Le Chat Noir. You shave, get dressed in a nice pair of slacks, and a deep blue shortsleeve button up shirt. Jenna brushes out her hair and puts on makeup, wearing sheer knee high stockings under a tight dress, with a garter thong and no bra as far as you can tell. Your mouth waters as you watch her dress, and she winks at you as she clasps her nylons.
You head downstairs where Jack and Karen are waiting. The smell of tacos lingers in the air, and the girls are eating by the poolside. Zoe's with them: she came home from the tattoo parlor around 5:00 PM. Karen's wearing almost the exact same outfit as Jenna, though she's clearly wearing a bustier under her dress.

"You guys ready?"
"Abso-fucking-lutely, Jameson!" Karen pronounces with gusto. Jack looks a little sleepy. Probably still whipped from his encounter today. Jenna comes down, and the four of you head out, taking an Uber so that you don't have to worry about driving home.