“Could we?” answered Bree excitedly. “We’re just getting in the way down here.”
“Sure! We’ll have the bedroom next to Lois ready for you when you get here,” said Ally.
“What about the bunkhouse?” asked Bree, sounding confused.
“Oh, we kind of changed things up after you left,” said Ally. “The boys are pairing up and joining Lois, Sandy and I in our bedrooms. It’s more intimate. That’s why Mike and Josh were both in bed with me this morning.”
“Actually, that sounds kinda fun,” said Bree enthusiastically.
“You don’t mind sharing a bathroom with Lois and Dan, do you?” asked Ally.
“The more the merrier―right?” answered Bree, laughing.
“What time do you think you’ll get here?” asked Ally.
“Noon, maybe 1ish,” said Bree.
“Great! We’ll have lunch ready,” responded Ally enthusiastically. “After lunch we can make that shopping trip into town we talked about. What do you think?”
“Sounds good to me,” said Bree, equally enthused. “Can’t wait!”
“Give me a call when you’re close,” said Ally. “In the meantime I need to get in the shower. My skin’s beginning to crawl.”
“Well, baby,” laughed Bree, “that’s what happens when you got two big hunks sandwiching you all night. Bye!”
Typical Bree, laughed Ally, as she put her phone on the counter next to her. Bree always liked to get in the last word.
~~~~~
“Look at you―all hot and sexy!” said Sandy as she and Lois looked up from their coffee at Ally, who was wearing the raspberry colored version of the new dresses she bought in town.
“In that case, I wish I felt like I look,” replied Ally as she slowly ambled toward the bar and sat at the kitchen counter. As she sat down, Lois was already fetching her a cup of coffee.
“Are you an Advil or a Bufferin girl?” asked Lois. “Want a side of Alka-Seltzer?”
“Advil,” replied Ally. “Two please. How are the two of you feeling?”
“Oh, we’ve both taken our medicine,” replied Lois as she put Ally’s coffee in front of her, smiling.
“I tried to talk Chef Boyardee here into Bloody Marys,” said Sandy sarcastically. “But she nixed the idea.”
“I don’t think we have any tomato juice or mix anyway,” said Ally. “But we can pick some up when we go shopping after lunch.”
“Shopping?” exclaimed Sandy in her typical exuberant fashion.
“Yeah, I thought we could finally make that shopping trip after Bree and Andy get here―you know, after lunch.”
“Bree and Andy!” exclaimed Lois. It was obvious from her tone of voice that it was actually a question.
“Yeah. If Bree hadn’t called, I’d probably still be asleep,” said Ally. “Andrew says he is busy and they’re getting under foot, so Bree asked if they could come back. I said yes. Is that OK with the both of you?”
“Sure, darlin’,” said Sandy enthusiastically. “I could use some more of Andy’s man meat. That boy can rock a girl’s world.”
“That’s fine,” said Lois softly, sounding less enthusiastic.
“I promise, he’ll be on his best behavior,” said Ally softly as she looked at Lois. “Under the current circumstances, I think I have both he and his father by the short hairs. And I’ll make sure Bree understands that Andy has to behave.”
“I’m a big girl, you don’t―” Lois started to say, before Sandy interrupted.
“Darlin’, Andy just needs to be house broke a little,” said Sandy. “That’s all. If he wants to act out and behave all macho and aggressive, I’ll give him the ride of his fucking life. He’ll be the one rode hard and put away wet!”
“Oh yeah, the other thing,” interjected Ally. “I told Bree about our new sleeping arrangements and I suggested she use the bedroom adjoining yours. I figured Dan would be sleeping with you anyway. She was OK with it. Is that OK with you?”
“Well, yeah. Sure I guess,” replied Lois halfheartedly.
“Why don’t Lois and I switch bedrooms,” suggested Sandy, sensing Lois’ discomfort. “Bree and I can tag team them boys all night, back and forth, and really tucker them out.”
“That’s OK with me,” said Ally, thankful for Sandy’s offer.
“Yeah, sure. Fine. Thank you,” replied Lois, before changing the subject by adding, “How about I fix us all some breakfast.”
“Sounds good to me!” came a loud voice from the doorway.
Ally, Sandy and Lois looked up to see Mike’s hairy body as he stretched his arms over his head as he walked and his long, thick appendage swinging back and forth between his legs like a pendulum.
“C-L-O-T-H-E-S!” shouted all three women simultaneously.
“Oops! Sorry!” yelled Mike meekly as he turned on a dime and headed back down the hallway.
“Wake the others up!” yelled Lois. “I’ll have breakfast ready for everyone after you all shower and get dressed.”
“Yes ma’am!” replied Mike with uncharacteristic politeness as he disappeared down the hallway.
“Maybe I should leave him with you for a while darlin’,” laughed Sandy as she turned to look at Lois, who was already starting breakfast. “Maybe you can finally get him house broke too.”
~~~~~
Saturday Afternoon / Day 9
The four women were in their element as Bree sped toward town in her BMW en route to their shopping spree in Sonora. The quartet were feeling energized. This was the first time they had all gone shopping together in over two years.
They were going to hit the dress store first and then the jewelry store. After that, they were headed to the salon to get pampered and prettified. Sandy and Lois would get pierced for their new jewelry. Bree was already pierced in all the right place, plus the inside her nose, as it turned out.
Sandy and Ally had already talked before they left and agreed that Ally would buy each of the women a complete set of the dresses they all liked and Sandy would splurge for a set of nipple rings and the matching G-Strings for herself, as well as Bree and Lois.
“That will be our ‘harem attire’ for the rest of the week,” Sandy and Ally joked.
Each of the other women were on their own for their sets of body jewelry, picking gemstones that matched their eye colors. As it turned out, Lois’ cost more than all the others combined. Her body jewelry featured rare brown zircon gemstones that were flecked with gold, uncannily mirroring her hazel eyes.
When the four women exited the salon a few hours later, freshly attired in their matching dresses and jewelry there were a lot of dropped jaws and two near traffic collisions as they walked the two blocks back to where Bree’s BMW was parked.
“Well, that was fun!” drawled Sandy as they got to the car. “Maybe we should take a walk around the block again―
just for shit and giggled―what do you think?”
“I think we would be pressing our luck,” replied Lois, always the adult of the group. “We just might get arrested.”
“You’re always such a party pooper,” sighed Sandy, feigning exasperation. “Just like with the Bloody Marys this morning.”
“Speaking of which,” interrupted Ally, “if you want any tomorrow, we’ll have to stop and get tomato juice or mixer.”
“Well, if you’re going to make them, make them right,” interjected Lois, “we need to use tomato juice and make our own.”
“OK then,” asked Ally, “what else do we need?”
“Do you have Worchester sauce? Tabasco?” asked Lois. “How about celery salt? We’ll probably need more fresh lemons and celery too.”
Bree could see the Super Walmart a couple of blocks ahead and an impish smile crossed her face as she slowed at the entrance.
“OK, but the question is who’s going into Walmart dressed like this?” asked Bree turning into the nearly full parking lot.
“Oh Jesus! Have you seen those videos they have online!” laughed Ally as she started to giggle uncontrollably.
“What a bunch of wusses!” chided Sandy. “I’ll go! But one of you bitches has to come with me.”
Sandy looked around, but there were no takers as they all had a giggling fit. Finally, Sandy’s eyes fixed on Lois.
“No! No, NOOO!” protested Lois adamantly. “NOT ME!”
“What do you other ladies think?” drawled Sandy with a devilish grin. “After all, it’s Giada De ‘Fuckin’ Laurentis here’s recipe, ain’t it?”
“Yep! Lois! ― Food and drink are you remit, after all!” agreed Ally, laughing and giggling. “Looks like you’re Sandy’s bitch for this little adventure, mon amour. Try not to get famous in the process.”
“Merde!” exclaimed an exasperated Lois as she sullenly got out of the car and joined Sandy, who was waiting for her with a broad grin on her face. ‘You bitch!’ thought Lois as she gave the snickering Ally a dirty look.
Sandy and Lois started walking through the parking lot toward the front of the Walmart Super Center. Bree and Ally continued to follow their progress from the car, continuing to giggle like schoolgirls.
Several of the shoppers coming out of the store with their shopping carts stopped to gawk. One man accidently bumped the cart he was pushing into the lady in front of him and he caught hell from both his wife and the woman he ran into. All that served to do was make Bree and Ally giggle more.
After Sandy and Lois were gone for half an hour Ally was starting to get worried. A police car had pulled up in front of the store and the officers had gone inside about ten minutes ago, which worried Ally. When she was about to dial Lois’ phone, she saw Lois and Sandy coming out the store exit, both wearing rather gaudily colored and patterned hooded Mexican ponchos.
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