Tinsel isn’t jaded or anything, but she knows that if she isn’t the sexiest creature in the whole world, she is at least to Scott. Santa’s elves... made her that way for a reason.She pulls out her cell phone and dials a number and waits for an answer. “Hey. Sorry I didn’t call earlier. Been busy. It’s all going according to plan.” Tinsel waits a moment then says, “Yes. I’m sure it’ll work. Trust me. Love you.” She hangs up the phone and walks down the block.Her old neighborhood hasn’t changed too. Her hips gyrated and gave my dick a good ride. The feel of her silky bikini was heavenly, but I wanted what was underneath. I made a move to slip her bikini off, but she stopped me. "Not so fast. Let's enjoy this. I'm going to make you a nice stiff drink. I like you when you are too drunk to think too hard." She exited the tub and I watched her ass move as she went back inside to the bar. Once she was gone, I looked out over the ocean. The water was dark and endless. I did my best not to. .. oh, gun control, you could cast up to four votes. Which would use up your 16 credits.”Vanessa said, “Quadratic?”“One vote uses one credit. Two votes equals four credits. Four is sixteen.”I said, “How would that work?” Sounded better than ‘I never heard of such a thing’.“Okay, take the next Presidential election. Let’s posit that it’s Trump again.”Pilar crossed her arms.“Running against ... say, Elizabeth Warren.”I said, “Okay.”Pilar said, “So I could vote against the Oinker 16 times? No,. In many ways you have. I guess we’re the ones that had to figure out that it’s not so bad.”Kelly popped her fists on her hips, “Oh really? But, how would you know that she loved sex?” That comment had Kelly intrigued and seeing that the wine bottle was empty, Kelly excused herself to grab a second. With another glass of wine and plenty of instigating by Kelly, her mom saw that Kelly was serious, and more than that, probably deserved to hear the stories. They spent the next four hours covering.