Lifestyles Of The Rich And Famous

CHAPTER 18

"I know this song. Why do I know this song?" Kelly asks, cocking her head to the side in an attempt to 'really listen' to the music.

"It's your song, you moron!" Carrie exclaims. I if could move my legs right now I'd kick her again.

""It is!" Kelly starts doing this strange little dance in my lap. It would be totally sexy if it wasn't for what she was doing with her hands. What the fuck is that? Are they spirit fingers?

Carrie, meanwhile was struggling to open a packet of nuts she'd brought from a vending machine, this is such a high class establishment! "I can't get these nuts open."

"Why don't you ask Jesus to help you, Carrie?" I smirk at her.

Kelly giggles. "Yeah. Jesus, open these nuts!"

"Jesus, bring me another beer!" I continue it on. Carrie's getting mad.

"Jesus, remember to Tivo Desperate Housewives for me!"

"Shut the fuck up. It's not my fault, I didn't write it. You both suck."

"Yeah, we suck each other." Kelly snorts. She notices that Constantine has sat down at the table. "I mean, what, no we don't. Who said we did?"

Constantine ignores her. "This place blows, we're going back to the hotel, you guys coming with?" Finally we're getting out of this dump.

"Hell yes, we're so bored here. Who won?"

"Who do you think?" He raises his arms up in the air. "I am the God of the pool tables."

"I bet I could take you." Kelly says, hopping off my lap and stumbling over her own feet, I grab her belt before she falls over in front of everyone. "As soon as the room stops spinning."

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"I've never gone skinny dipping." Carrie says and Kelly's the only one to take a shot. No surprises there, the girl loves taking her clothes off.

Once we'd arrived back at the hotel Constantine had produced a full bottle of tequila and suggested a rousing game of I Never, out by the pool. Most of the others had declined and retreated to their rooms leaving only Constantine, Kelly and I and, surprisingly enough, Carrie.

"I've never kissed someone of the same sex." I say and immediately do a shot. As does everyone else, including Constantine.

"Okay, my turn." He rubs his hands together, eyeing each of us mischievously until his gaze finally settles on me. "I've never had sex with Diana."

"Is masturbation considered as sex?" I ask.

He thinks it over. "Yes. Drink, girl, drink like you've never drunk before."

I do my shot and sit back and watch his reaction to Carrie taking a drink. Kelly had the common sense to hers while I'd distracted Constantine with my question.

"You nailed Ellie May Clampett, over here?" He says in amazement. "Damn, you are good."

I shrug modestly. "You know what I've wondered, if you have sex with a clone of yourself would it be masturbation or incest?"

"Who would have sex with a clone of themselves anyway?" Carrie grumbles.

"I would." Constantine and I say at the same time.

"You guys are freaks." Really what did Carrie expect me to say. Of course I'd have sex with myself, I'm hot.

"I'd have sex with a clone of you." Kelly admits, spinning her empty shot glass around on the table.

"So would I." Says Constantine.

"No, she's mine, not yours." Kelly grabs my neck and tugs me against her. It's more of a headlock than a hug. "All mine. You can't have her."

Carrie pretends to gag while Constantine raises his hands in surrender. "Okay, Kelly."

I gently take Kelly's arms from around my neck. "That's it. I'm cutting you off."

"What? No. But I'm not drunk, I'm fine."

Whatever, babe. "So, what is it?"

"What's what?" Lovely display of your short attention span there Carrie.

"Is it masturbation or incest or just plain sex?"

"I'm going to put in a vote for masturbation." Constantine says thoughtfully.

"I think it would just be sex."

I hear a splash behind us and notice Kelly's missing from the table. She must have gotten bored and wandered off. I turn around and watch her flail around in the water.

"Diana, I'm drowning! Save me!"

Oh for the love of…"Kelly, you're in the shallow end, just stand up!"

She finds her feet in the water and stops splashing around "Oh. Come and swim with me, baby."

Fuck, if I don't, she'll never come out of there. "Okay, okay." I remember that my watch isn't waterproof so I take it off and hand it to Carrie. "Kell, uh, sorry Carrie take care of my watch. Guard it with your life, okay Kelly…Callie…Carrie. Fucking hell, get it right!"

I really thought that this night would end with me getting wet in a entirely different way.

TBC