Converse.

"Well, I just wanted a nice relaxing day out, you know?" you reply.

"I know what you mean. I had a scare yesterday..."

"I bet. I'm glad I could help."

She gives you a huge smile. Without warning, she stands up and fully embraces you while sitting, which is rather awkward. So after a moment, she joins you on your seat, sitting beside you while her long slender legs rest perpendicularly along your lap. Then she squeezes you tight.

"You helped me big time. I owe you so much," she says softly.

"I-It's fine. Really. It was nothing."

"It wasn't nothing! You're my hero. I don't know what I would have done all day without--... You know."

"That would have been pretty embarrassing."

"Yeah!"

"How did that even happen?"

"I don't know... Everything was fine, but when I was walking to school, I heard a snap. I looked down to see that my panties had completely broken. I was not only closer to school than home, but the professor said that if I was late again, I'd be in big trouble. I really care about my grades, so I was going anyway. I don't even want to think about what would happen if someone found out."

"You're all right now?"

"Yes. Thank you."

She gives you a gentle kiss on the cheek.

"I don't know if I deserve that much," you say as you rub the spot where her soft lips met.

"You deserve more than that. Hey, I'll return those boxers to you after we leave, all right? I left them in my purse just in case I ran into you."

"And now we can rest."

"Yeah... Thank goodness. And I feel so comfortable with you hear," she says as her nose turns red.

You and the elf converse for awhile, enjoying the time of leisure. The sensation of a prodding to your manhood proves to be incredibly embarrassing when a girl is sitting over your lap. You pray you don't get a boner. You pray as hard as you can. If things get out of control and you explode right now, she'd probably never forgive you.

"We should talk more sometime," she adds.

Then you see another familiar face. Coming down the middle is the brown-haired gnome Joivus. He approaches both of you dressed in a pair of black trunks--arms crossed below a grin.

"Woah! You've got her legs over your lap. How'd you do that?"

She looks to him with a flustered expression and whispers, "You lifted my skirt," loudly.

"I did. I was a little disappointed by the results, so we both lost equally. Calm down."

"But--"

"Hey, my pranks don't hurt anyone, do they? I'm just having fun."

She turns to you. Her face is incredibly close to yours. He leans to your ear and whispers tickling the side of your head. You smell the scent of pool water through her hair and over her skin.

"I'm going to go for now. I don't really like this guy."

You nod and she stands up and begins to walk off, stopping to turn to wave to you, and only you.

"You're something else, John. I need to learn me how to get a woman like that."

You shrug. "Maybe shave the sideburns."

"Hah! I like you, and you look like a man who likes his ladies," he says.

"I do like ladies. Why do you say that?"

"I'm going to text you tomorrow about something. Make sure you check your messages. I might have something you could be interested in... We'll see!"

"What kind of something?"

"More mischief, obviously, but don't give me that look. You know I don't hurt anyone. I just like having some fun! What is it with everybody? It's like they all have sticks up their asses."

"We'll see," you say with a chuckle.

"Good. I'm off to enjoy the pool some more. If you get into trouble, try not to get caught!"

He hops down from the seat and wanders off. What was that all about? You shrug and eventually stand back up. You also guess you have enough time left to do one more activity. So you start to peer around and see...