Erasure and Affirmation (Hypernaturals 11)

Snogging Simi and Sinking Gemma

Gemma escorted Simi and Tobey to the pool area, and said, very shortly, "Wait here", then went back inside.

The Ninovan couple crossed over to us, and Simi said "That is a white lady that hates black folk."

"She's a classic. For sure. When they made her, they did not break the mold, but kept right on making shit like that." I editorialized.

I saw Gemma look out the back door to see what is happening, so I reached out around her waist and pulled Simi to me. I said in her ear, "If you don't mind fucking with our hostess, I suggest you kiss me as if you mean it. That will really put a bee in her bonnet."

"I will mean it." Simi said and opened her mouth to mine.

"Well, Tobey. Since we are going to be lovers... Want to get acquainted now?" Helen asked.

"If you do not mind kissing a Siren." Tobey said.

"I'm going to be having sex with one soon enough, don't you think?" Helen asked.

"By all means." Tobey said.

Since we are in no hurry, I spent time on the kiss, and also let my hands wander across her rear end, since that is facing the sliding glass and would be visible to Gemma. Also, Simi has a nice butt. Female.

Simi said, her face close to mine afterward, "I see you do pay attention. This is going to be fun."

Helen slipped an arm around me. "He does like to take his time." She said.

"Are you OK, Tobey?" I asked. He is looking slightly dazed.

"I'll be fine." He said.

Simi flicked a look at the sliding glass door. "Our hostess is still watching. May I kiss you, Helen?"

"That is a bloody excellent idea." Helen agreed and went into Simi's arms for a deep and meaningful snog.

I was torn between watching Helen and Simi smooch and flicking a look Gemma's way to see how she felt about that. 

She was horrified. Such a double standard. She can have secret sex with Ricky, but we can't have overt, public sex with Simi?

"This is going to be a fun project. I get a baby out of it too!" Simi said.

More people came out onto the pool patio. Other homeowners summoned by Gemma.

We were served those stupid little cakes and shrimp on a toothpick things. The kind of garbage food you sometimes do at fancy parties. People in black and white uniforms served them and were taking drink orders. At one side of the pool, there is a black cloth-covered bar

In theory, they bring us things, but I am uncouth, and went to the bar and asked the bartender directly, "Do you have any good beer?" Tobey came with me and tried not to smile.

The bartender showed me his selection on a table behind him. Nothing good. Nothing local. Not even Shiner. Worst Hoity Toity party I have been to in a while. Usually, when someone is putting on airs, they at least pretend to understand that in Austin you support local.

"Ok. Nothing good then. Do you at least have Dewars?" I pleaded.

"Of course, sir." The bartender seemed uninsulted about my evaluation of his beer selection. It is not his selection, I assumed.

"Triple pour, rocks if you have them?" I asked.

"Of course, sir." He agreed again.

That 'sir' thing is already getting old.

As he was working on drinks for Helen and me, I indicated the bar. "Low-end party package?"

The bartender gave me a smile. "The lowest."