Long story short, I had to deal with in-laws and traffic instead of watching Jen get dressed and primped. When I made it home she was ready and I barely had time to get ready myself before dashing out the door, Jen already waiting for me in the car."Hurry up Nick, I told Pat at lunch today that we would definitely be there on time. You need to help them set up the speaker system on the pool deck since the weather turned out so much better than the forecast," she rattled off without sounding a bit unapologetic for volunteering me for the job.Typical Jen, still, she knew me well. I hated dealing with icebreakers and doing something I knew so well always helped on that end. "Are they planning on using the pool? I don't want to electrocute anyone."She looked at me for a minute, "Shit," (her language always went out the window the moment the kids were out of earshot), "I totally forgot your suit!"."That's ok, dealing with drying and changing at someone else's house is a pain. I don't mind. ’ I was tied my arms were stretched wide pulled straight out between two supporting poles. I looked down and so were my legs. I was wide open, ‘WHY! Think, Suzie, think.’ I told my foggy pain-racked brain. ‘Why am I tied up? Was I trying to run into the fire, was that it and the firefighters had tied up like this me to keep me safe? Were my clothes burnt off of me, am I burnt?’ My head hurt, I couldn’t think clearly. Bang! I jumped. ‘What was that? Where did that noise come from?’ I wondered trying to find the source of the noise. A hot breeze swept over me, all over me. ‘Oh God in Heaven save me I am nude.’ I opened my mouth to scream and realized my throat was much too sore to scream. “Water.” I needed water, before I could even scream. I tried to see who was moving around. ‘How can I cover up, I can’t be seen like this.’ I attempted to turn my head, ‘Oh, that makes my head hurt even worse.’ I closed my eyes while the pain and the subsequent dizziness sort of dissipated. I opened.
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