6 - Discarding 'Trash'

“Coming too, Say?” Aletta welcomed Maureen under the pergola designed to provide shade for the party hosts.

The outdoor space usually filled with sets of picnic chairs was replaced by various colorful waterproof beanbags and beach chairs.

“I told you earlier to look atfor a second.” Maureen scanned the faces that passed by her. “Crowded too.”

Maureen nodded, following the beat of the music played by the female dj under another pergola.

As the night wore on, it seemed like the party atmosphere was getting wilder. Alcoholic drinks circulated easily, picked up from the scent that was very familiar to the nose of the woman who had just turned two-three. The girls were getting bolder and bolder clinging to their men disgustingly.

It was no mistake that Maureen and Serena waited for bedtime to pass by by reporting to the parents who still thought they were babies and needed to be watched closely.

“Hi, B*tch!” greeted Aletta after seeing the presence of Serena who followed standing next to M