“Hey, sorry again about the shorts.” I said while keeping an eye on the men. Mom exhaled in what sounded like exasperation. “I know you don’t... mean it, sweety. But you really need to reign it in a bit when Jack’s around. I’m starting to feel like I’m in competition with you when you’re walking around in clothes like that.” I felt my face heat up a little over her roundabout compliment. “Oh please.” I tried to tease. “You’re far better looking than I’ll ever be. Plus, I think you have a better. .." Amieko said as if she was trying to decide weather or not to accept the offer, "OK!" Then running back a few paces she ran forward and leaped into the air rolling into a little ball."Cannonball!" She screamed happily before splash down, soaking everyone everywhere. A few seconds later her head popped back up a big grin on her face, her hair dripping wet along with everyone else's. Everyone wasn't happy to be wet suddenly, but was more interested in how Trish and Amieko were sisters."I. As soon as she let herself in, Beth took note with, "Wow, girl, you look so hot."Amy was dressed in a top from one of her bikinis and wore a short, pleated skirt. She did look hot, especially when she turned and flipped the skirt up showing us both her pretty little bare butt, a pink pair of vertical wet lips peeking back."Shit, girl, you've got your fucking clothes on," my sister cried, "I better rethink my outfit. What kind of party is this, big brother?" Just some guys, that's all," I. What to do once I reached shore was a whole lot harder to figure out. In the end I decided that staying dead to the rest of the world was advisable for awhile. Maybe it was time for Edward J. Simmons to just die. Maybe I was ready to die? Maybe I was just ready for a vacation. We would see.As fate would have it I reached shore. The two detectives hadn’t bothered to even take my wallet so I had soggy money and cards to phone home from the working pay phone booth near the 7/11 I finally found..