the one where people probably have sex in a pool/bath tub Who: Students, Boys and Girls What: Tracey let it slip where her girl's night pool party would be. Oops! When: Past midnight. Friday. Backdated. Where: The old prefect bathroom of amazing. Why: Tracey wants to live vicariously through horny teenagers. Warning: Bikinis. Status: Incomplete
Tracey was glad that she had worn red. The bikini, which she had bought in Spain some time before, was one of her favorites. It hung low on her lips, showed enough cleavage to make her feel sexy, and was a teenage boy's wet dream. A straight one's, at least. Which was exactly why she had chosen it for this event. Had her ladies caught on that Tracey had told Zach the time and place of her girls-only pool party? Who knew? No one was complaining, yet. And they wouldn't be if she had anything to do about it.
Debauchery was the name of the game, and Tracey had brought along enough alcohol for an army. The water in the huge bathtub was the perfect temperature, and even though bubbles had replaced chlorine, she thought that it would still have the right affect.