You are Cordially Invited
You are cordially invited to a last mixer and congratulatory get together with the faculty for the parents of this years graduating seniors. Dress will be semi formal.
Steven Barkin
Asst. Principle
Middleton High School
Middleton, Colorado
(reminiscences and refreshments will begin promptly at 2100 hours)
I.
Anne squinted her eyes against the blinding sunlight and the cotton that seemed to be stuffing her mind and her mouth. She rolled away from the window, wrapping her arm over the broad shoulder of the man beside her. "Oh, Jimmy, we must have made some memories last night, wish I could remember." She winced at the faint ache in her groin, as her hand continued to stroke her partner. "I wonder what happened last night? I know I only had a couple of drinks." Her hand wandered as her mind began to function. "Jimmy, you have such nice broad shoulders, broad? Massive more like. And...and...short hair? Since when do you have...Jimmy?" Her eyes popped open.."JIMMY!"
II.
. "The odds of being that wasted on two small drinks are 2,132,316.7 to one. What did that idiot Barkin put in that punch?" He could feel the warm body cuddled up against him. "I must not have made too big a fool of myself, Jean's here with me and I'm not on the couch. Sooo, time to face the music and the aspirin." His eyes opened on unfamiliar stone walls. He glanced down at the arm wrapped around him as the fingers of that hand clenched, driving long, sharp, nails into his stomach. "Dead. I am so dead."
III.
Staring appalled at the figure lying in the bed he had just launched himself from, James Possible quivered in fear. "I think I have a close acquaintance with a black hole in my future." The figure groped for her glasses on the night stand, then turned beady eyes toward him. Her gravel voice sounded in attempted coyness, "Get back here, you're still in library lockup."
IV,
"I hope corporate higher up doesn't hear about last night." She carefully raised her head to look around her bedroom. "I hope Dean got me home before I did anything too bad. Where is he anyway?"
V.
He held his hands in his head, moaning. "Dead, I am so dead. KP said he was 'ferociously unethical', but did I listen? Nooooo... 'put it in any liquid, it'll make everyone friendly more'. Riiiight!
At least I got mom home, but when Kim finds out..."
A voice he normally loved to hear bellowed from the ladder of the tree house. "Ronald Adrian Stoppable! What did you do?"