All three girls burst into laughter as she and Karen glared angrily. The three guys, who were lying with their heads on Donna’s, Linda’s and Stephanie’s laps, paid no attention to the drama unfolding around them. They were wholly concerned with getting to second base. Bikini-covered boobs were the only thing on any of their minds.

“That’s it, I’ve had it with all of you! We’re leaving!” Karen screamed and stomped angrily to the gate in the fence surrounding the pool area, pulling her by the hand. Karen violently twisted the gate’s handle, but the gate wouldn’t budge.

Donna’s laughter just made Karen more angry. “What the hell, bitch? You locked us in? Open this gate or I’m gonna kick your ass. And you know I’ll do it!”

“I don’t think so, lez,” Donna responded to Karen before leaning down to whisper something in the ear of the guy reclining on her lap. “As a matter of fact, I think you’ll be the one getting your ass kicked if you’re not careful.”