Beach Season

Chapter 14

You're at work the next day, going over the details of last night's escapades with Penelope and Aria during lunch.

"I don't know what got into us but damn..."

A smirk creeps on Aria's face. "Well, I KNOW what got into you."

"Aria!"

You bark out a loud laugh and tip your head back.

"Oh relax, Penelope." Aria gives Penelope a dramatic eye roll.

"You just said it yourself that you got freaky with Matt last night, so don't get all prude on me now."

"True."

You lean forward, get into gossip position and grin. "Okay, Aria. Give us the deets."

"So...at the first tasting there was one third saltiness, one third bitterness and one third sweetness. Leaning a bit more to the salty side."

"Whoa, this is thorough," Penelope giggles."

"You asked for a detailed report, you're getting one."

"I'll grade you later on."

Penelope looks at you with raised eyebrows. "She's been swallowing salty bitter jizz, she gets an A+."

You laugh hard.

"Thanks, babe. Okay so... After eating two pineapples a day for two weeks, I did notice a difference last night. The results of the follow up tasting were surprisingly pleasant."

"Surprisingly pleasant." You repeat after her in a prissy way. "I can't."

You and Penelope laugh.

"First of all, there was...more. Like, more juice. Or fluids. Or whatever. Just more. And secondly, it now was one part saltiness, half a part bitterness and one and a half part sweetness."

You nod your head, seriously impressed by those results. "Whoa, nice."

"Wait, pineapple makes it...more? Like more sperm?"

"If you'd measure it in a measuring cup it'd be more. More juice. I read that the more hydrated you are, the more juice you produce."

You laugh hard. "That could be a catchphrase."

"So...more juice. Same on the salt. Less bitter. More sweet."

"Yep."

Penelope is just as surprised as you are. "Damn, that's impressive."

"I know! Super satisfied with the science project. Would totally recommend and give it five stars on Yelp."

The three of you burst out in laughter.

"I guess we're all stacking up on pineapples and pineapple juice from now on," you laugh.

You reach out to grab some fries from Aria's plate.

"Oh my god!" Penelope gasps. "What happened to your wrists?!"

"What?" You look down at your wrists and they're completely bruised. You hadn't noticed before. How could you not have seen that before?

Aria grabs your hand and checks out the bruises.. "What the fuck is that? Did you get tied up?"

"No." You blush a little while covering your wrists.

"Spill it!" Penelope pipes up.

"Like I said, things got...a little rough last night. Like, really really rough."

"A little?!" She asks with a cocked eyebrow.

"He held my wrists down with his hand."

"Damn, apparently," Aria chuckles.