Sandra and Eliza

Olivia skipped up to the door. She had the fresh taste of Joshua's lips on her own as she reached for the handle. What else of Joshua's might I taste tonight?

She unlatched the door and opened it, only to be greeted with squeals of delight, which she reflected back. Standing there were two women Olivia's age. On the left was Sandra, a thin but very fit Italian with a feisty attitude, a tight body, and dark hair that would go to her waist if it was let down (which right now, it was not). Sandra wore a black cocktail dress, black heels, and a flower print shawl. On the right was Eliza, a little taller than Sandra. Eliza had on a blue dress which held a lot of bunched cloth near the top, masking what were no doubt very large breasts. Eliza had brown hair and blue eyes, and the word "yes" tattooed on her wrist.

"OH MY GOD!" Olivia shrieked. "I can't believe you're here!" She embraced the other women in a giant hug, the three of them jumping up and down.

"We both pulled up at the same time, can you believe it?" said Sandra. "It's like there's crazy karma already, and nothing has even begun."

Little do you know, thought Olivia. "Please come in, come in. All the boys are here already. We've been having drinks on the patio, waiting for you for dinner."

The women came in through the house. "Wow, what a great place," said Eliza. "So spacious."

"It's me and five other women who share it," said Olivia.

Sandra cocked her head to the side. "Interesting arrangement."

"Yeah, it definitely is. But we like it." Olivia led them into the kitchen. "Do you want a drink?"

The two new guests poured themselves glasses of white wine, and stepped out to the patio. The men all stood, called out greetings, exchanged hugs and hellos.

"You all get caught up, I'm going to bring out some dinner." Olivia went back into the kitchen. She could hear talking and laughing from the patio as Sandra and Eliza made themselves at home amidst the other guests. Everyone took seats at the table as Olivia brought out three cold appetizers. "Here's an orzo pasta salad with artichokes olives, here's a Caesar salad with bacon, shrimp, and homemade croutons, and here's some hummus with pita chips and carrots. I'm just going to get the main stuff in the oven and I'll be right back."

Back in the kitchen, she put the macaroni and vegetable trays in the oven, and finished prepping the chicken for frying. While she was working, Joshua came back inside.