To the end of the night.

Before everyone breaks into separate groups or head off for the night Jessica has one last announcement to make to the crowd.

Calling back out to everyone in her loudest voice, “One last thing that I could have your attention for! I’m calling a staff meeting on Wednesday before work,” a chorus of cheers and whistles interrupt Jess at that, “not that sort of staff meeting you drunken bums! A real staff meeting.”

Jessica jumps back off the chair laughing as she is roundly booed by her staff and starts mingling with Dawn and the crowd.

Holly and I make our way to one of our favourite spots on the roof, the lounge chairs we had so much fun on previously. With so many staff there we sit in separate chairs away from each other.

“I’m so excited about this meeting on Monday. I hope it all goes well. What’s Yui’s father like?” Holly asks me.

“He’s a bit gruff but fair. It took him a while to take to me but I won him over in the end,” I give my impressions of Yui’s ‘old man’.

“Well, you are banging his little girl. Dad’s tend to hate that. Plus, you're sticking it to her best friend. It would be a lot to take in for an older Asian man,” Holly can be insightful at time.

“Your parents never had a problem with me, did they?” I have to ask.

“Dad hated you! And mum, well, she probably wanted a piece of you for herself.”

“Mmmm Kathy,” I say trying to my best to look as lecherous as possible as if I’m thinking about Holly’s mum like that.

“Argh! Gross!” Holly laughs, throwing a pillow at me as I’m too far out of range to punch.

“What? You’d be there too. Who doesn’t want some mummy-daughter loving?”

This time she does she does get up and hit me.

Holly is still trying to wail on me when Jessica and Dawn walk over to us. Dawn’s going wide at the sight of Holly straddling my hips and trying to punch me as I have my head covered up with my arms.

“That’s alright Dawn, let the kiddies have their fun,” Jessica says as she takes the now vacant lounger next to us, “you can come sit here with me.”

Holly climbs off my hips and settles in next to me on the chair so that we are basically spooning. When she is on the position she wants Holly reaches back between us and gives my crotch a playful squeeze before returning to normal. Dawn watching how we are lying and then seeing Jessica lying out on her lounge with a spot for Dawn in front of her is a bit apprehensive.

“You’re not going to…” she starts to say to Jessica before she’ll sit down.

“What? Les out on you?” Jessica taunts her playful.

It was what Dawn was getting at but couldn’t think of a correct way to say it to one of her bosses.

“I’m a lesbian, yes, but a committed one,” Jess reaffirms looking at Holly in front of her with the same love-filled eyes she’s had for her since they got serious.

Dawn accepts that and climbs down on the seat with the flame-haired manager.

Getting back to our conversation I ask Holly the next logical step in what her parents think of Jessica. Holly tells me that her mum could care less if her daughter is dating someone, male or female, just as long as they treat her child right. Her Dad on the other just hasn’t seemed to put the connections together in his brain yet that his little girl likes women just as much as men and is still secretly holding out a hope Holly will switch back to men.

“So what did he say about the engagement,” I ask.

Holly does an impersonation of her father, “oh, that’s lovely dear.”

As we’ve been talking the crowd has begun to thin out and head off to other venues. Aaron and one of the other barmaids Pippa leaving together. As they walk over to say goodbye we catch the shade Dawn is throwing the other servers way.

“Catch you tomorrow, Bro,” Aaron tells me.

“I’m not in tomorrow,” I say, “I’ve got a fight night tomorrow.” Having told my instructor I’d be there to support Natty and show them around afterwards I’d booked the night off already.

Aaron doesn’t say anything to this but does glower at me a bit before he and Pippa head off.

In time the combination of the late-night air, tiny tee-shirt and thorough soaking have made it so that Dawn is beginning to feel the chill in the air.

“My God, Dawn your shivering,” Jessica lets out as she hears her teeth start to chatter next to her. Jessica pulls off the black zip-up jacket she has been wearing and offers it to her.

Dawn takes it, thanking Jess, before looking around to see that it's just us four left now. Sitting up she looks me dead in the eye, smirks, before turning around to face Jess and pulls her white shirt off over her head. Holly reaches back and starts slapping my leg to get my attention at what's happening but I am completely aware already. From where we are sitting we can see considerable side boob of Dawn. Lord only knows what Jess is seeing. Dawn slips the jacket on but doesn’t do it up before turning back towards me. Her cleavage on full display as she smolders her eyes at me.

“Hey Dawn, seeing as your up why don’t you whip downstairs and grab us all another round of drinks?” Holly says, currently neither Jess or I able to talk.

“Ok,” Dawn says happily before getting up, the jacket swaying but not opening and trots off downstairs.

The second she’s gone, Holly demands from Jess, “What are they like!”

Jessica’s eyes are still wide from the sight of Dawn’s breasts right in front of her face. “It was like the Ark of the Covenant opening,” she says in a faraway voice, “they're bigger than my head.”

Holly writhes back against my body at the description.

“And two tiny pink nipples,” Jessica adds as her hand rises up to pinch Dawn’s ghost nipples in front of her face.

“You have the biggest lady boner right now,” Holly accuses her lover, the feeling mutual.

Dawn returns after a few minutes with more drinks which gives the two lesbian lovers time to compose themselves. No doubt keen to get home and tear each other clothes off, we make that our last drink for the night. On the way out The Loft, Holly offers to drop Dawn off on the way home. As Holly and Jessica lock up and set the alarm, Dawn waits on the sidewalk outside. It gives me the opportunity to say the words that give me the biggest satisfaction of my life to say.

“Remember, don’t fuck the teenagers.”