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So in between leaving the diner and driving home, Aunt Zelda called to invite Lucifer and I to dinner tonight. I’m slightly suspicious because usually my aunts provide a reasonable amount of time between inviting people and the actual dinner. They are not last minute planners or spontaneous people, which leads me to believe something has come up. Lucifer thinks I’m being silly but I know my aunts.
Despite our new plans this evening, we still get to come home and enjoy the pool. Lucifer is already swimming, being quick to shed his coffee stained clothes. I however, slightly regret mentioning the swim suit he bought me. I’m not even sure you can call it a string bikini. The small triangles that cover my breasts are a little bigger than a business card and the bottoms...geez. I turn
