Holly and Jessica.

Holly and Jessica usher me to a set of lawn chairs we have up on the roof and sit down with me. Holly is a gorgeous blonde woman, about 5’6 with long flowing hair that hangs braided just about four inches above the curve of her apple shaped bottom. She is always dressed feminine and a little conservative, especially for a bar maid and tonight is no different. The dress she’s wearing is tight but long.

We used to hook up every once in a while, when it was easy and convenient and before, during and after we started hooking up we remained close friends. She is now in what seems to be an increasingly serious relationship with Jessica.

Both of them are tanned, sun worshippers, surfers, both with lean body builds but Jessica is about three inches taller than Holly and has the base of her head shaved into a buzz. the top of her hair is bright purple with dark roots showing and she has a nose ring in the centre of her nose.

They are the polar opposites of each other, but admittedly they are really cute together. Neither of them was working last week so they didn’t hear about my exploits on the dance floor. They have apparently heard about Steve’s hospital adventures because the first thing Jessica says to me, after making sure I finish my bottle of water and am ok, is to ask me if I think the powder Piya had has a similar effect on a woman’s libido.

Holly hushes her with a playful slap on the arm and says, “of course not, don’t be silly.”

Jessica counters with, “I don’t know, if it just increases blood flow to the area, I mean they say Viagra does that for women too. So, why wouldn’t it?”

I confess I don’t know and as I take a few deeper breaths I am able to communicate that Jessica’s line of thinking makes sense but that if memory serves, Holly doesn’t need much help in that category.

Seeing the scowl on Jessica’s face when I make that joke, I immediately apologize. Jessica and I have had to work hard at a friendship since she and Holly have gotten together and jokes like that, ones that remind her of Holly’s past with me, or her bisexuality in general seem to put Jessica off.

Jessica assures me she’s letting that one slide because I’m drunk and assures me the next one leads to me getting punched in the throat. I’m inclined to believe her.

Holly hushes her girlfriend and we idly talk about our nights before getting up to the roof. I can feel the cloud being lifted as I nurse another water bottle and talk with my friends. Then as the two of them exchange looks Holly just asks me directly, “do you think you can get us some of that powder? We want to try it.”

Jessica runs her hand over to Holly’s lap and holds her hand as Holly finishes off her request by saying, “I mean, if it’s half as potent for us as it was for Steve over there.” Her head points towards Steve at the other end of the roof, who we can’t hear but based on the charades of his body movement he is telling yet another group of women about how massive his erection was.

“Half as potent as that and I think we’ll have a great anniversary weekend.”

“Anniversary month if you can get us enough of it,” Jessica adds.

“It’s your anniversary already?” I ask genuinely excited, “God you two really are great together. I’m jealous.”

I notice a look of swelling pride on Jessica’s face as I say that and then I go into explaining if I’m not sure I can get them any, seeing as I’m not sure where I stand with Piya, and I only know about it through her but I promise them I’ll try as an anniversary gift.

“So, what’s the deal with these Asian women and you? Everyone has been talking about all night,” Holly asks and I go into it, explaining how we know each other and how they know each other.

Starting off by stressing, “they’re Thai women actually. I mean if you want to get specific.”

“I’m Thai,” Jessica says. “Well half Thai, on my mother’s side. It’s an important distinction,” she explains to Holly.

Looking at Jessica I can sort of see the features she gets from her mother, thinking for a moment I then go into my tale of Piya and Yui

Holly and Jessica listen intently, interjecting when they want to.

When I talk about the hike Jessica raves about Yui and thinks she sounds amazing. When I talk about the pool party Holly thinks Piya sounds sweet.

“What do you mean sweet?” Jessica asks her girlfriend, “she’s stringing the guy along!”

“No, she is just **** and doesn’t like it.” Holly explains, “I’m not saying she’s not a tease, but she can be both. I like Piya.”

“Oh, you’re just saying it because you want to try the powder.” I say kiddingly before saying how amazing I think both of the women are and continue my story.

“You took that girl’s virginity!” Holly interjects, loudly. Loud enough that everyone on the roof halts their conversation and looks our way.

When everybody gets back into their own conversation and Holly sheepishly hides her face in her hands I continue to explain my situation to the barmaids. The sun is starting to slightly come up in that vague pending dawn sort of way when I have finished successfully unloading my conundrum to my ex-lover and her half Thai girlfriend.

My friends, who are complete opposites of each other unsurprisingly disagree on what I should do next and are of zero help past being two beautiful shoulders to lean on and as a majority of the crowd on the roof has dispersed we three are sitting at our table talking still.

Suddenly we hear a loud banging on the front door of the club, everyone left goes over to investigate.

Looking down I see Dawn and Lawan yanking and banging at the locked front door. Both of them wearing tight revealing club wear dresses, wrinkled and riding up from what must have been a wild night. They look gorgeous and adult but with baby deer like shaky legs and hair that has gone wild and out of control. Dawn is missing a shoe and is holding the other one in her hand as she is banging on the door.

Lawan sees movement from the roof and yells up “I’m looking for a hot guy who works here. He bangs Asian women!”

The small leftover gather turns to look at me in unison.

Jessica asks, “Jeez, are these them? They’re a little young, don’t you think?”

I have to quickly explain that they’re not the women I’ve been talking about but rather the loud one is Piya’s younger sister.

Holly tugs on my shirt sleeve saying, “you have got to get them home before they get into trouble.”

I agree and with a bit more sobriety than I had earlier I summon a Lyft to come pick the girls up. I shoot Piya a text and call her hoping the ringing will wake her up enough to read the text before hanging up. I head down stairs to corral Dawn and Lawan until their ride gets here.

As I’m heading to the stairs Holly calls back, “don’t screw this up.”

I ask her what she means by that Jessica answers back, “don’t fuck the teenagers!”

I laugh and promise I would never.

When I get down to the girls I explain to them the club is closed. They point out that I promised I’d let them in but, thankfully, after I assure them I’ll let them in some other night, when it’s open preferably, they seem to accept what I’m telling them and we all hang out, sitting on the steps waiting for their driver.

While we’re waiting I receive a text from Piya saying, “thank you so much for taking care of them. Come bring them to my place, I’ll see you soon.”

Lawan, drunk and leaning against the car asks, “are you coming?”