It was a hot May day in the Midwest, so my neighbor decided it was time for an impromptu pool party to help everyone cool off. My wife and I brought over the kids so her children would have people their own age to keep them company. My wife was in the mood to tan, and wasted no time shedding everything but her bikini and getting on the inflatable raft.
While I was grilling up lunch, my wife and the neighbor, Gemma, decided now was as good a point as any to start drinking. Mixed drinks for my wife, and beer for Gemma, it didn’t take long for the both of them to start feeling the effects of the booze. I was on-call, so there would be no party drinks for me. Around mid-afternoon, both of them had a decent buzz going on, but were running dangerously low on libations. As the only sober adult, I was preparing to go on a booze run when Bailey, a close friend of Gemma’s and a coworker of my wife’s, brought her daughter by to join the other children.