Shots

The girls went out to the pool area. There was no one around and a bar had been set up.

"Fuck me!" said Gia. "Alcohol? I mean not just a keg and jello shots?"

"Yep," said Cameron, "as long as no one drives drunk from here, my folks said it's all OK! Shots? I made up some earlier. They're like lemon drops."

"Sure!" said Gia.

Rhiannon, still pissed over the mocking of her small boobs, held an arm over them and she and Lexi followed Cameron, and Gia skipped ahead of them.

Cameron took out four shots glasses and small pitcher from the dorm fridge under the bar. She poured four shots. Each girl took one. "To Cameron!" said Gia.

"To Cameron!" said Rhiannon and Lexi.

They tossed the shots back, but Cameron tossed hers over her shoulder. She knew that even though these shots tasted like lemon drops, they were twice as strong thanks to some pure grain alcohol, whose taste and burn were covered with lemon syrup.

"Another?" asked Cameron.

"Sure!" said Gia.

Cameron poured four more shots.

"To Rhiannon's titties!" said Lexi.

"Listen, you bitch!" said Rhiannon. "I..."

"Come on, can't we all get along for one night?" asked Cameron.

"Fine, as long as these two shut the fuck up about my tits!"

Lexi and Gia agreed, and they clinked shot glasses. "To friendship!" said Cameron.

"To friendship!"

Cameron tossed her drink over her shoulder again as the other three tossed their heads back and downed theirs.